.. even better, swapping her back and forth for hours. Their personal fuck-toy. Another cum blasted through her. Her eyes rolled back. Was that the fo...rth?Tim never stopped. Steadily, confidently now, boning her continuously. Pushing her arousal ever higher.Then it was no longer just her sons playing with her, but the entire family! Both sons DP-ing her again, but now her brother slid his dick between her lips. Making her airtight. She could almost taste the fantasy. She wanted it. Depraved. But I had no proof. I needed to find out the truth in all this. So one day, after school I decided to sneak into Ms McKlains room and look at her grade book. I needed to see if grades had been changed.Luckily the room was unlocked for the janitor so I snuck in and went straight to the desk drawer. Darn, locked. I took out a little pocket knife I keep in my purse and tried playing with the lock and to my amazement it opened. I opened the drawer and found what I was looking for, Ms McKlain's. Daniel packed up the remains in the basket. He pulled a wrapped piece of cloth out of the basket and set it in his lap. He sat cross-legged and faced her. He took her hands in his."Esther Byrd," he said. His tone was serious and respectful. "Will you marry me?"She became bashful. "You know my father said it was okay." I am not marrying your father. It is what you want that is important to me. Do you want to marry me?" Yes," she said with a big smile.Daniel leaned in to kiss her."Hey," she said,. An open copy of one of his Penthouse magazines was in front of her and her left hand was busy working her pussy inside her bikini bottom. When she saw him come through the open door, she quickly rolled onto her stomach and started to apologize: “Oh, Ryan, I’m sorry. My brother is watching the kids at the pool and I just came in to take a little nap. I hope you don’t mind.” She looked at him with fright in her eyes. “Please don’t tell your wife,” she pleaded.“Don’t worry about that right.