Mom misunderstood my expression. "Sam seems to like the idea. How about it? Just the four of us? Fiona told me that Carl will be back in town on Satur...ay. The Morgans are due for some quality family time and I thought we might do the same."Jim smiled slyly and got a mischievous look in his eye. "OK, just the four of us. But on one condition..." What?" Mom sounded surprised at Jim's presumption that he could dictate terms. She looked curious as well."Just that you go as 'Bambi', not 'Mom'."She. "I guess you have to tell me what you've done to deserve this special attention, young lady. What was it?" he asked in a deep voice."Oh, sir? Do I hafta?" the meek teenager asked."Yes, you do! Now, tell me!" Well, sir? Like? I was ... in bed with Bonny. And? Like? We're not supposed to be in bed together, sir?The monk knew who Bonny was. Her very young but precociously buxom body had appealed to his unprincipled lust when he first saw her. "I can understand, Nancy. And you were giving each. You start a rocking motion, encouraging me to start fucking you. Making no hesitation, you increase your speed rapidly so I am fucking you quickly and fucking you hard. It feels amazing! I love your inner walls so much! And then – it happens.You writhe in passion, a very quick and powerful cum from you that I’ve never seen you experience or your body give up to me. I stroke myself fast and hard and ride you through it. The way your body tensed as you came indicated that it was. "That's when I decided that I would become a producer. I hired a studio, a photographer, and models. I had learned that Lesbian stuff sold well, so that's what I did. Some of the girls I booked were bi-sexual, and would happily get it on with other girls, I didn't pose in any of those sets. But I also found out that there were magazines and web-sites that wanted more artistic stuff, erotic rather than pornographic. I would do the artistic modelling. A suggestion that sex was going to happen..