.. MY ... GOD!” Mom screamed as she felt me really hit the downward strokes and her own legs land on my shoulders.“See how intoxicating Victor can...be, Mom? See why I can’t just ... give him up for a good Jewish boy? He might be a bad Jewish boy, but he’s a great man ... and he’s my brother ... and the love of my life. And his dick is to die for ... sorry, bad choice of words!” Amy blushed at her unfortunate turn of phrase.“OH ... honey, don’t sweat it ... just hold my hand, please, while your. "Oh, man." I breathed out. Looking up I saw her naked upper body covered in my sperm and something stirred in my balls, like there was a rushing of warm fluid to refill them. She held one of her sticky hands up to her face and sniffed the cum, then before my unbelieving eyes she put out her tongue and licked it. She seemed to taste it for a moment and then said, "It's salty, but it doesn't taste bad." She smiled down at me, "Heck, I could even get used to it." This elicited a strong moving in. I certainly have my share of embarrassment and scare during my life. Of course I'm not going to give it up, I turn mature. The first rule is never, NEVER, shit at where you eat. Your neighborhood maybe very convenient for you but if you get busted, there is a very high probability that someone will know you personally and the home-court advantage will be against you instantly. I've learned this the hard way so now I only do this at public places away from home. Trespass is also a no-no, the. I told her she could expect it to happen before bed tonight; she meekly nodded, I then climbed out of bed and reached forward slipped my hand between her legs; I took hold of the strap and gently pulled, her cunt lips opened as the head of a plastic tube emerged.When I had fully extracted it, I saw it was a plastic tube with some shiny paper inside; when I opened it, unwrapped the item and it revealed a little ankle bracelet which read 'RAYS PERSONAL SLUT'; Karen said she had bought it to mark.