I studied that ample round arse as I reached to her bra, adjusting the straps until the cups pulled tight, straining against the tit flesh. I heard Pa...la whimper a little, it wasn't painful, just restrictive. I indicated she should kneel, lean forward and put her arms and head on the side of the bath. As she followed her instructions, her arse and pussy opened to my gaze. I'd noticed from looking at her knickers the areas that needed attention before I placed my mouth near them as I reached for. We've just become really close to each other now, and she is our mom," Jeanette told him."What the fuck, she is your step mom. Show some respect," James replied in a pissed off tone."Hey, fuck you. Every single day for over a month now, you have gone to work, and now we're are gonna get it all out in the open. What have you been doing?" I was dying to know.He just looked pissed off, and said nothing. Obviously, he was cornered."And, daddy, we're trying to have a baby," Jeanette added.He looked. " And then she did it. She took off my shirt and started rubbing the washcloth all over my body as hard as she could. I could feel my skin becoming raw and my cock starting to hurt from throbbing. I wasn't supposed to feel like that."I'll tell you what, if you put on my panties I won't hurt you anymore." ok," I put them on. And honestly, they were kind of damp on my balls. I told her and she hit me in the face."Shut up, you don't even know what that is" is what she told me.I think this was when. She was so incredibly awesome. So after I returned home mom listened to my plea and drove me almost two hundred miles to Dubbo each Saturday for six months of the year until I was old enough to get my driver’s license and get myself there in dad’s spare pickup.’ Hugely impressed Meg said, ‘Your mom drove your 400 miles each Saturday?’ ‘Yes. She loved it. She’d never done so much shopping in her entire life.’ ‘Oh here’s a story I love about mom. We had gone for a bit of a hike and were about a.