.....CRASH! BOOM! BANG! A small shelf with some props and bolsters, near the sign-in desk tips over onto the floor. Left standing there was the pretty...brunette with the amazing ass from class. With a deer in the headlights look in her emerald green eyes, she stood there frozen, one hand on the breast pulled out of her sports bra. The other massaging an ever increasing wet spot visible through the grey yoga pants covering her pussy. Well ya see, Amanda (the pretty brunette) had already been a. The thought of my boys swimming thru mom's womb where I got my start seemed to turn really turn me on and made me cum even harder. We fell asleep and awoke the next morning to fuck some more. Over the next week we began to fuck every chance we got, which was a lot as dad was gone a lot of the time. Mom taught me a lot, blow jobs, hand jobs, eating pussy, anal, fore play, I learned a lot. Then mom had me go along with her to Ms. Millers house. This was one of the ladies mom had talked about.. Spotting a row of cloths hooks across from the shower stall he strolls over taking off the dinner jacket he’s wearing, and deposits it on a hook. Undoing his cufflinks he starts rolling up his sleeves in anticipation of what’s to come. He realizes that his shirt will end up soaked anyway, but while he is not exactly ashamed of his body, neither is he dying to show it off, especially in the glaring white light of this bathroom. He turns just in time to see her walk through the door and stop.. "Please trust me, Captain."I knew that when Aimee addressed me by rank, she was trying to tell me something. I didn't know what it was, and Aimee's not answering me directly indicated that either I wasn't supposed to know something, or that she wasn't able to say something for some reason. I decided to trust her."Alright, Aimee. Is there anything you need from us?" I asked.I could hear Aimee pause on the other end, and then she said, "I'll take care of everything, Jim. June will call you to.