“I just got mad and it sort of blurted out.”“I’m not upset about that,” he said calmly. “I was then, I admit, but not now. Look what happe...ed because you said that. I learned more about ... sex ... today than I learned in my whole life before this. I can even say the word. Sex. Sex sex sex!”Both girls were shushing him, looking around. Nathan started dancing around in the kitchen chanting “sex!“ in a singsong voice. Bernadette went to the window, as if she expected to see people outside,. She was encouraged by the fact that the heels did make the calves of her legs look a lot nicer in the mirror and she figured that was what most boys were looking for when a girl was wearing high heels. She also noticed that her thigh muscles were more pronounced and she kept her back a lot straighter with the heels on.By the night of the dance, she was able to walk in them pretty well, but she knew that dancing in them would be almost impossible. Her mother told her that it was nothing to worry. They then started kissing, tongues diving deep. I watched while stroking my cock.They broke their embrace and sat there watching me jack off. Their little hands playing with themselves. Megan had her legs spread, showing me her sweet little pussy. She was rubbing her clit and staring at my cock. Nichole had a finger in her lovely snatch, also watching me. I was starting to get hard again. I decide it was time to go to the next step. I went over to Megan and pulled her to the edge of the. I had crossed that forbidden line. I squeezed my eyes shut and sucked with hunger on my sleeping son's dick. The heat rippled out of my cunt. My juices soaked my bush and ran down my thighs. I nursed. My tongue danced. I—My son groaned.I froze.I stared up his body, terror screaming through my heart. I had his dick in my mouth. If he woke up now...I started sucking again. I couldn't help myself. His cock felt so right in my mouth. I loved my son's cock even as I stared up his body. His face.