Monday afternoon, April left shortly after lunch. I continued to work, while Sarah and the kids did their thing. When Sarah came downstairs after her ...hower she had on yoga pants and her tank top. She sat with me until around ten and went to bed.On my way to bed, I passed by the guest room. I turned to tell Sarah, goodnight. She was sitting on the bed. She had removed the yoga pants and was in her thong and tank top.“Derek, can I ask you a question?”“You just did,” she frowned at my corny joke.. ”“Was she kidnapped?”“No! She... she went of her own accord like the Police said. But Peter...”“But what? Hugo! Tell me!”“I don’t know how to tell you this...”“For God’s sake Hugo! She’s my wife. I love her! Tell me where she is!”There was a long pause before his father-in-law replied and when he did it was in a low, horrified voice.“There’s no easy way to tell you this Peter but Cinders is working in a brothel!”“What?”“If you really want to hear me say it, my daughter and your wife is right. He held her lips open and flicked his tongue over her swollen nub. She moaned loudly. “You need to be quiet, Max. Mom and dad’s room is right below mine” Holden said, flicking her once again. Then, he took his tongue all the way to the bottom of her pussy and licking upward. She tasted sweet, he loved eating his sweet baby sister all up. He began sucking and biting gently on her clit. “Mmm. Don’t stop,” She moaned. He started sucking harder. “You like that baby? Does that feel good?” She. The sooner he got her groveling the better. "You didn't do the reading? And yet you dared to show up and sit in my class ... in the front row? Have you never read Wuthering Heights before?"Roxanne looked nervous again, as a matter of fact, it looked a little bit like her upper lip was beginning to sweat. "Umm, no, I, ah, haven't read it sir. I don't really read much. That's why I took this class." Well, I hate to do this on your first day of class, but I'm going to have to give you a zero for.