“That is interesting. We could direct all of the profits into the Foundation.”“We need to talk.”They nodded at each other.“So what does an o...d drummer have to do to get waffles around here?”He looked around with a pitiful expression on his face.“Say the magic word.”“Please?”“Lynn would say ‘NOW’, but please works better for me.”Lynn smacked my arm and then kissed me.“This is the strangest family I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. If you guys loved each other any more, you would glow in. He pulled her body against his as his tongue slipped between soft lips. “I’ve thought about this a thousand times,” he whispered as he pulled away. “I’ve wanted you from the first instant I walked into your classroom.”Ann smiled up at her anxious devotee. “You know that I’ve lusted for you.”“You only lust for my mind,” he replied without a smile.“I’ll admit that you are quite brilliant and I’ve never had a student to equal your mental acuity,” she said softly as her fingers began to unbutton. )"You have such a beautiful face yourself," she said softly. "Did you know that?"I could swear she was purring. I touched my face as if to discover it for myself."Angelic," she murmured happily, as her fingernail roamed along the side of my dick. "But with a cock as formidable as Michael the Archangel's sword. Oh yes, I'm a lucky girl to be getting fucked by you. But don't let that go to your head Frank."Heaving her hips from the bed and pulling her skirt up around her waist, she asked, "Tell. Charles, the barrister, married an Irish lass ... a right fine redhead with the fire in the belly to match the fire on her head.She was a lusty wench. David, the second son was never a son of Charles. Bastard to the Bastard Bar, he was. The airbase had a surfeit of handsome and young officers ... the barrister was away ... the lass did play ... and caught. Charles never knew until the Davie lad was born blond ... and left handed.Never ... not since 1158 ... had there been a left handed Austin..