.. for you... incest isn't about fucking." Again, the little gasp. In a softer voice I added, "I think your fear of incest is about getting pregnant,"...and then fell silent.She exploded, "Cripes, Billy! Pregnant! By you? Where in heck did that notion come from? That's silly. That's goofy, you know that?" She barked a nervous laugh and moved her leg again. This time I caught a fleeting glimpse of the crotch of her dark panties. The scent of her used panties was fresh in my mind and I again. She put her hand back around my prick. Janet leaned forward and gave me a little kiss. I returned the favor and the kiss got longer and harder. I reached around her back and unfastened her bra and pulled it off one arm so it was on the mattress and her breasts were out. I had often seen Janet in her small bikini and knew she had a great body. My hand went to one of her warm, firm 36-C tits and gave it a gentle squeeze. I could feel her large hard nipple pressing into the palm of my hand. . "Or ... you can let us give you a lift home." L-like this?" stuttered Dylan, indicating his feminine attire."Of course," he answered. "You look lovely like that. And ..." - he madea play of looking around - "those other clothes you were wearing seem tohave vanished. Don't worry, we'll get you home safely ... eventually."His grin broadened as he indicated the exit from the toilet block.Dylan hesitated, but there was really nothing he could do.Disconsolately, he followed the other two men out,. Jane started to sink on to her knees, sliding my shorts and boxers off in one to my feet. Unable to resist and with her hand around my cock, she feed it in to her mouth, slowly licking the tip, her tongue probing every bit of it.Looking down at her heaving bosom, I took one in each hand, feeling the size and weight of them. One popped out from her bra, it’s big hard nipple now between my fingers.Jane pushed her other tit out as she sucked on my cock, both now hanging out from the low cut neck.