She said she wanted to try it to see what it taste like. I said no way. We argued about it but kept checking out the magazines. We both fell silent wh...n we found a magazine that had women with dicks. We could not believe what we were seeing. We were convinced that it was fake. But we were fascinated by it.Jean got back on the golden shower thing. I said " even if I did agree where the hell would we do it. It will be a mess."Jean said " we could get in the shower."I was still against it. She. . .but she was playing up to Jim,too, and flirting back to him, and letting us see her pattering up the loft-ladder in bare feet, and loudly giggling at his suggestive, dirty remarks to her, in front of me and Mandy.When I brought Jim and Jayde some coffee in the study, Jim was sat working at the computer, showing her things on it ,etc; and she was knelt down by him, resting her arms up on the desk..and of course, Jim had a good eyeful of her firm cleavage in that position; he could see down. ”Sara blushed. “No, I didn’t! When did I sound like that?”Daffy gave her a long look before replying. “It was nearly six months ago, when uncle Steve was spending a few days with us. You remember Uncle Steve, don’t you?”Her gaze flickered down at Sara’s baby bump, just for an instant, but I noticed. I think others did too.“Yes, Mum,” said Sara, lapsing into silence.“Yes ... Come to think,” Daffy continued, “I’ve not heard you ... sing ... like that since he went home. Can I persuade you to sing. *I have one hand in your hair. Kissing and nibbling on your neck. My hard cock up against your ass. My other hand finds its way to your thong to push it down. You move your hands to unbuckle my belt but I stop you and put them up over your head... I tell you to leave them there and I undo my belt, my cock now against your bare ass. I spin you around, one hand on your throat, lifting and choking. As your toes leave the ground, you wrap your legs around me and my cock finds your pussy. I release.