Mary's tongue was so wet on my ear, so pleasurable, that I could do nothing but let her lick me, to caress me. I could see Mark silhouetted in the doo...way. Please, just go away. Don't see me like this! I'm such a horrible mother. “I want you to fuck your son,” Mary whispered. “He needs you. We need you!” My legs were spreading open as Mark entered the room. He was naked, his body almost lean, just some pudginess remaining. He's lost weight, I realized. He's looking fitter than he ever has. His. “With me,” he said quietly. “I’d like you to be with me.”“Fine,” she said. “Are my other things still in the spare?”“No, no!” he said urgently. “I moved what was left after you went. I’m sorry about when you came. Looking back on it, and talking about it with Lieve Hoebeek, you were right: I behaved very badly.”“Well, we’re trying to put things right now, aren’t we?’ she said with a smile. “I’ll go and unpack.”It was a relief to leave the tension in the kitchen and climb the stairs. It had been. That must have got my Dad excited. He stood up and removed his shirt and underwear he was wearing. It was dark alright but I could see the outline of my Dad's cock. It sent a chill through me. It was big from what I could tell. My Dad's dick was just inches from my face."It's okay," he said to me.I knew what he wanted. I was so worked up right then. I knew it was wrong but I sat up to the edge of the bed. Daddy moved forward. I could feel the tip of his cock touching my lips. I opened for him. I'd totally spaced out on the fact that Pauline saw a tutor every Wednesday to work on her Spanish. Her mother told me that she wasn't home and then asked me in saying she had something she needed to talk to me about.I followed her into the kitchen and she offered me a Coke and told me to take a seat at the table. "Danny" she said, "You are a nice kid and I'd hate to see you hurt. As far as my husband is concerned Pauline is the apple of his eye; his pure as the driven snow princess. If he were.