“Fucking hell!” exclaimed Claire in shock. “Oh Jesus motherfucking Christ, how the fuck?!”“What do you mean, ‘how the fuck’?” giggled ...lison. “How the fuck do you think?”“Yeah, okay, I know – I’ve read about it in history books.”“Have you?” asked Alison, raising one eyebrow and smirking. “When was the last time you read a history book?”“Oh fuck off, Al. Okay, maybe you just told me about it. But either way, to think that someone I know has got pregnant by being fucked, and that she’s gonna get. It seemed only seconds before she shuddered with an orgasm, our eyes never wavering from each other.Her mother's voice broke the silence as she shouted from inside the house, asking me if I wanted to switch from bourbon to wine? I answered "Yes," as I chugged down the last of the wine in my glass lifted my hand from the water, shaking the water from it and reaching for my cigar.My stepdaughter stood up and kissed me on the cheek as she pulled her bikini bottoms up, saying, "Thanks! Nite!"She. God, Mom..." Donnie said quietly. It seemed that, he too, was imagining an i****tuous fantasy. "Suck me, Mom ... suck it for me..."Dexter moved up and down. I saw his tongue dart out to tease the tip of Donnie's penis, then he took him deep in his throat, drooling saliva as he slurped the length. Donnie tensed, "gonna cum in your mouth ... Mom ... swallow it ... oh, Mom ... Mom..."Dexter flinched slightly when Donnie began to fill his mouth, but he kept bobbing until the boy made him stop,. Looking back it was a bit of jealousy of George.It was almost a week before I could talk to Tara again. I kept avoiding her every time I knew she would be in the dorm. I would find something else to do. I would make sure that I came in late at night while she was sleeping and I woke up and left before she got up. At the end of the week, Tara caught me off guard and stayed from class to confront me. I apologized and confided in her about my dilemma with Mike. We talked for hours and after.