He was in the business of restoring businesses after a fire or some other natural disaster, and his company sent him to both evaluate the estimated co...ts, as well as supervise the restorations. Quite often it seemed like he was gone more than he was home."Oh, hunny, I didn't realize you were home," his mom told him as he dumped his towel in the laundry. She didn't miss what he'd dropped off, and gave a small grimace. "Heard, us huh?"David wasn't in the least bit embarrassed. They were like best. ..it was clear that she was still in shock. Her eyes were wide, her mouth was hanging open, and she was grasping her new breasts in a way that made it seem she thought that if she squeezed hard enough, they might disappear.I heard a little squeaking sound coming from the back of her throat, but she didn't seem to be able to form words -- yet.Then, all of a sudden, she regained the power of speech -- with a vengeance. "Corky!" she screamed. "What have you done to me?" That should be obvious. Carly thought it was a good idea, but they really didn't have the money to fly into Canada, and with no cars of their own, the only way they could go was with Spencer. Normally, it would not have been such a problem, but ever since he caught Carly and Melanie (who he thought was, and still believed to be, Sam) together, he'd acted very strangely. Rightly so, she guessed. She once caught Spencer in the bathroom jerking off and while she was a little young to realize exactly what she was seeing,. His cock sprang hard as he groaned, staring at my half-unbuttoned blouse and my round breast jiggling before him.“I do,” he groaned. “But you're my sister.”“Who you perved on,” I grinned. “And you're growing so hard.”“You don't love your sister.”“You just fuck me like a slut,” I grinned and shoved my hand down to his crotch, my pussy on fire. I unzipped his jeans, reached in, and pulled out his cock. “Don't you? You enjoy my tight pussy sliding up and down your dick.”“Uh-huh,” he groaned as I.