" I couldn't tell her I was thinking about her, after all she's my mother."I found some of dad's playboys and was thinking about the photos," I said. ...You know you are not suppose to go in our bedroom." "Are you sure that is what you were thinking?" she replied. I don't know how or why I did it, my heart was pounding and all I could think of was fucking my mother, I blurted out "I was really thinking about you, mom."There was silence for what seemed to be hours, of course wasn't. Why did I say. Why don’t you ask her yourself, she’s in most of the same classes as you.”“She’s not here,” I answered, “I assumed she must be sick.”“David, she’s set off for school every morning this week.”“Well she hasn’t arrived at all.”“Oh, God, no,” she sighed, “David, I’ll have to ring off, I need to call the school.”“All right, let me know what happens will you?”“Yes,” she answered, “and David.”“Yes?”“Thank you,” she said softly.“What for?”“For caring enough to be worried.”“It’s what I do,” I replied,. David quickly returned, squatted behind me and lifted my skirt again and I Wayne said “Now smear the butter on her arsehole and slowly push it into her arse.” When I felt David’s finger slide into my virgin arsehole, first just the tip and then all the way in, I came really hard, gripping both my boyfriend’s cock and my brother’s finger equally as hard.How Wayne prevented himself from cumming also I will never know but when I finally stopped, he just sat there, his cock like a steel rod. But the largest amount of work was left for Jonah Attenborough and Allyson Granger. They had to prepare for the penalty phase of a capital trial. Their main witness would be Susan Brockleman, Mary Beth's mother. They would introduce many of the same exhibits that had led to Mayfield's conviction and they would put Bryant Hawkins back on the stand. Now that the conviction had been secured, the rules of evidence would be relaxed. Mayfield's past history was fair game and Allyson thought Bryant.