.." I began to calm down, and realize I've always wanted to stick my dick down her throat -- and more."You're the sick fuck here, not me." Becky yelle... as she turned and stormed off down the street. As we passed my car, I grabbed her and pushed her inside."Where are we going?" She asked, giving up the fight."Home." I answered, slamming the door and running around to the other side."Are you going to tell mom?" Becky asked, suddenly sounding worried."I should, but I think we can work this out. She doesn't stop me, but the sharp edge of her knife digs deeper into the skin of my neck as my fingers reach the hem of her tight leather skirt. Her mouth stands open only a delicious fraction and I can feel her warm sweet breath fan my face. Her green eyes are still glowing dangerously and even her little pulled-up brows seem to question my behaviour. Slowly I push her skirt into her groin and my lips closer to hers. Her legs part slightly as my fingers dive into the moist valley between. She could tell it was going to be a big one. Maybe the biggest one ever. She gasped and said, “Todd, I have to go. Let me know how it goes with you and Mom.”Amy quickly hung-up the phone, and I was left with the dull sound of a dial tone. My mind flooded with confusion and indecision. My erection waned, and my urgency to climax disappeared. I kind of wished I hadn’t called her. Now I was lusting for my Mom and my sister.Mom and Dad were starting to experiment with roleplaying to put a little. “I might be stubborn at times,” I said. “But I’m not stubborn enough to sit around in a dirty diaper! And no, my Dear Doctor, I do NOT want to hear some ER story about THAT particular fetish!”Jessica laughed, “You wouldn’t last a day as an ER doc. The stories I could tell...”“No thanks!” Elyse laughed. “I don’t need to hear them either!”She scooped up Michael and headed up to her room to change him. She was back about five minutes later.“Michael smells nice!” Birgit said.Everyone laughed. We.