We were both adults now and it had been quite some time since we'd seen each other. The grin that was almost constant that let you know she was always...clever, but unintentionally, she just naturally was. It turned me on years before this night and nothing had changed. She was wearing all black at this particular family reunion, which were few and far between. Low cut tank top with a thick black jacket over it and a skirt to boot. Admittedly, it was too much for me at first, overwhelming how. He paused for a little while just to admire her pussy. "Mmmm. That's a nice one. Nothing like a good ol' all-American, corn-fed, natural blonde pussy. All covered with Stars and Stripes on your red, white, and blue uniform, too." He cackled. "My tongue feels so patriotic!" Then he dove back in.Christine was concerned that she would climax thanks to the ministrations of a criminal mastermind. She tried to resist, but his every touch was so electric and magical that she knew it was no use."Alan!. "Mom! what the hell are you doing?" I asked. "Well you said you needed training, you needed some one to teach you so I thought I would do that, its not going to hurt anything." Mom said. I thought for a moment and then had to agree, we are not going to have babies. Mom was really going to town on my cock and soon enough I was nearing that point of no return. Mom started her orgasim about a second before me thrashing about and when her pussy muscles clamped tight around my cock I let loose a. "Staci shook her head, "normally it would be the girl who was worried about looking like a slut while the guys go out and congratulate their buddy on getting some. Why does he have to be the sensitive type." Oh, I don't know," sniffed Denise, "I mean, I never thought about it before. I think he's feeling like I give you and Jill a blow-by-blow account. I guess he's just worried that we might be comparing notes or something. I think he'll get over it."Denise stared at her reflection for a moment.