But only if Chuck fucks me at the same time." That's great!" he said happily, then turned to his son. "Chuck, you take care of Sharon, will you? I'll ...un the camera." Hell, yes!" the boy replied, stepping over to the bed. "My balls were starting to ache anyway. C'mon, Sharon. I'll give you a fuck you won't forget for a while."Sharon gave Barb a haughty look, then walked over and knelt in front of the boy. She cupped his balls in one hand, gripped the base of his tool with the other, and began. As bad as that had been, having my dad come in on me like that would be even more humiliating.Carefully, and I have to admit, with some curiosity, I started looking through my dresser drawers and closet, wondering just what kind of clothes Melissa wore. I sure hoped that it wasn't dresses and skirts, and found much to my relief that she didn't seem to go for that sort of thing. At least not too much.I settled on a pair of white panties and a bra. Not that I liked the idea of using a bra, but. The effect was different this time. “Yow!” I squeaked and pushed him back. “Stop!” Jesus, that smarted!Jack looked at me horrified. “Amber?”I gently massaged my nipple, and then adjusted myself in my half-bra. “It’s okay. I’m sorry,” I assured him. He looked at me with worry. I took his hand and led him into the living room. I stripped off my blouse but stayed in my half-bra. “Things are still a little sensitive, I guess. I’ll be fine.”Jack’s eyes were wide. “Did that, uh, hurt?”“What, now or. She was halfway through cooking when she realized she had not dressed.Marilyn giggled naughtily. "Oh, what difference does it make now." she said aloud, placing bacon on a platter.Breakfast ready, she called up the stairs for Donny.He came down rubbing at his sleepy eyes. But he had put pajama bottoms on, she saw. When Donny saw that his mother was naked, he laughed and quickly tugged his pajamas down. He threw them playfully across the kitchen, then sat down to eat."Want to use the hot tub.