My mind was a jumble, not helped by the fact that her nipples where poking out obviously against her shirt, and her blue cotton panties were around he... ankles. “Jay? What are you doing here?” she stammered, making a futile attempt to cover herself up.I didn’t reply at first, but after several seconds, I gathered my thoughts, and said “my essay… I wanted you to look at it so I could fix any problems before class today” I extended my hand to her, holding up the four or so pages of type. She. I was more worried about earning money, then dressing up properly. When I set of on my evening route, at 8:00pm, it wasn’t as cold. It was just past midnight, and it wasn’t the case now. The only protection from the elements I was wearing were my fish-net stockings, black latex mini-skirt, black tank singlet, red and black lace corset and my black knee length boots. I wore no bra but I did wear G-string and a garter belt. Luckily, I also wore my fake mink-fur jacket, or I would have frozen. At school, the boys have been calling me "headlights" for over a year. Not that I mind. I like having a nice pair of titties. I like boys looking at them and I like knowing what boys think about girls with big tits.I lay back and my dad slowly begins to work the oil into my throat and shoulders, then slowly down to my tits. The minute his hands cup around them, I feel my pussy get juicy. I even moan a little. He starts to squeeze my tits, working the oil into each one carefully, out to the. I finally stopped cumming and Pat sighed and gave a big shake, “God I love it when he cums in me.”Mom laughed, “And when you swallow. You’re a cum slut baby.”Pat grinned and looked over her shoulder as I pulled out of her messy pussy, “Thank goodness my brother is a stud.”Mother laughed and I grinned as I hugged Pat and gave her a kiss. I put my cock away before going into the kitchen to help mom. After dinner we sat together watching a horror movie mom and Pat both wanted to watch. They both.