“You shouldn’t be. Your tits are fine. Small tits are good.” Thanks a lot. I was a bit surprised when she started to undo her shirt. “See, men...like these.” They were confined in an almost transparent bra which did nothing to hide the shadow of large, dark nipples. “But my girlfriend says too big. I mean she says they are ok now but in time, well, they will droop.”“Maybe not if you look after yourself.”She cupped one. “You think? Maybe. I dunno.”Covering her bra with her shirt, she peered at me. Hmmmm. She always was a sneaky little bitch."Hey Cam!" I heard the cry from above me, but I didn't want to believe it. I thought the time in our lives where we took meaningless risks just for the sake of an adrenaline rush were over, but apparently, not for Cara. I looked up, and just as I suspected, Cara was balance-beaming it out to the end of a large tree branch, over the water. What I didn't expect was for her to be doing this in her underwear. White panties and a sports bra hugged her. They were both smiling, looking very happy. "What a great night." Brandon's Mom said dreamily, "I can't wait to do it again." "Neither can I honey." Brandon's Dad said, bending over and kissing Brandon's Mom. Brandon just smiled faintly, half afraid that they were going to recognize him immediately. He gulped, but asked "Did you have fun?" They quickly assured him that they had a great time, then Brandon's Dad reached for his wallet. "Let's see...." He said as he started pulling out money, "I. There was no grey area--I did not flirt with, or provide him with any reason to take what he wasn’t supposed too, but he did. And I kept my mouth shut.That might have been the worst thing I could do. But hey, I was young and naive. To be perfectly honest with you, at some point during the sex, I got into it with him. Maybe somewhere in the middle of it all I realized that there had to be a reason why my mother was fucking him. And she was fucking him: In the car--I could smell her every time I.