"Not bloody likely. I'd made my own luck.I'd gotten a little tired of this."Prove it," I said."Well, I'm going to make more changes, and frankly, you...won't even knowthey occurred. That's the problem with bending reality, I guess." C'mon, Randy, throw me a bone here." Okay, let's make a bet. I'll bet that in the next six days you'll suckmy cock." You've got to be kidding." That's the bet." And what if I win?" You get the machine for 5 minutes." There is no machine." Then you won't have any. He moved his mouth back up towards mine, eager to share my wetness with me, and we again kissed with hungry tongues. I was starting to crave his cock by now, so ran my hands into the back of his shorts and started to pull them off. My hands were now on his ass and I couldn't believe what a cute ass it was. I knew already that it had looked good when he had his shorts on, but feeling it for myself took me by surprise a little. Not only was it firm and smooth, but also had a wonderful squidginess. I could feel the wetness of his precum as it soaked into my stocking. He brought my other foot down and rubbed his now rock hard penis between them. I was mesmerized. The words “I can’t do this” weren’t able to escape my lips. I closed my eyes, just feeling the sensation. He was jacking himself off with my stocking clad toes. My panties were wet and my pussy was sticky. I was soooo aroused by what Jay was doing. I was into it now, rubbing my toes underneath the head and over the oozing slit. My. “If it’s any consolation, that wasn’t the first time that the dining room table was used for such purposes. Isn’t that right dear?”Mom blushed deeply, and replied, “You’re correct, John. Sarah, don’t be mad at Stuart for the blow job I gave him. He had no reason to think it wasn’t you.”Dad turned his head to react to what Mom had said, but she took him and kissed him, instead. “I’ll explain later, lover,” she said quietly.“So, you’re getting a brother/sister and a son/daughter within the year,”.