“Why not?” Tiffany wondered with obvious shock and chagrin that the option might be foreclosed to her by some obscure issue.“Because while inces... laws have been relaxed for chattel bondage, the marriage statutes still strictly forbid siblings to wed,” Karen let that bomb drop suddenly, along with my stomach and Tiffany’s.“What? What the fuck do you mean?” Tiffany demanded to know.“Bruce is your half-brother, Tiff. Sorry, Mistress. You’re not actually Dick’s daughter, not by blood, that is.. Wearing only shorts my erection was very hard to miss so I tried to hide it by sitting close up to Claire's kitchen table. I fought with both lust and embarrassment as I continued to catch glimpses of two large succulent pink nipples through her top and felt my rock hard cock throbbing with unrequited desire. I fervently hoped against hope that she wouldn't notice me staring or somehow spot my aching hard-on. I was out of luck on both counts."Would you like some more coffee?" she asked me. ‘It looks like your lecture plan and notes.’ I recognized the typical outline, even in Dutch, from the format. ‘Yes, but there’s something special here that I need your help on … with. Which?’ ‘Either ‘on’ or’ with’ – they’re both good prepositions.’ I knew that prepositions were one of the trickier parts of learning a foreign language. Her English continually amazed me, but she knew that she could learn more. She nodded her understanding, and continued. ‘Now, you have seen the official copy of. She was very wet."I got a little turned on watching you dance with that guy. It seems you did too."She rolled me over on my back and proceeded to suck my cock."Put your fingers in me," she said as she paused.I slipped two fingers inside her. Her pussy was wet and open. Angela was sucking my cock with enthusiasm now. I knew she had become aroused by dancing with Mr. Handsome, and the fact that it had turned me on too. I seized the moment and once again brought up the subject of her fucking.