Personal slut? Andy was not at all slutty unless I told her to be.I knew Andy remembered my proposal of marriage on the streets of San Francisco when ... movie star and I got in a bidding war for her services as she game-played as a hooker. Fianc, then? Andy had told me she did not need a piece of paper to belong to me, that the proposal was enough for her. Sweetheart? That is what she called me. It was a nice, old-fashioned word.“Sweetheart,” I said. Andy liked that. I could tell by her. You thankfully didn’t drive, not after having serviced a dozen or so women and drank that much beer ... and ate that much food. You were in no shape for it, but being your mother, I volunteered to get my sweet boy home safely. Of course, I naturally went to bed with you, so that when you awoke, I could get the first fuck of the day out of you ... Your first full day of marriage to Natalie ... and she has nicely granted me the first turn with you. Come on, son. Fuck your own mother!” Mom egged. " Neither Yvonne nor Chloe said anything as Mandy took my hand and held it tight while we approached the back door. I wondered how our parents would react if they knew about our new relationship. It would not improve things, that much was certain.Mandy opened the door to the garage. To our right were Mom and Dad's cars. The garage was dark, as expected, and we made our way toward the laundry room that led to the kitchen. In the single bay on the other side was another vehicle, a Ford. Sue finally roll of Hanna to the side of the tub. When I looked down Hanna was looking up at me smiling. Her face, breast and stomach was wet with the piss and cum. Even her hair was soaked. I lean down and I’m sure she though I was going to kiss her. Instead, I licked down one cheek, across her open mouth and on down across her left breast. Hanna shouted” BOBBY, YOU FUCKING CUM SUCKING PERVERT”!! Surprised by her comment, I quickly set up and looked down at her. She had the biggest.