I was out biking and just thought Id stop by, I told her. Oh. I didnt realize you lived in the neighborhood, she smiled. Uh, Im not quite in the neigh...orhood… but Im pretty close. Then Cindy appeared in the doorway next to her Mom. Oh! Zach! … Did you bike all the way here? she asked. Uh… I started as the widest grin appeared on Mrs. Paris face. Then she turned and walked away into the house as I continued. … Yeah. I was out and about so I figured Id stop by, I told Cindy. Cindy smiled. Cool…. I kept coming, covering her chest. I had never come that much in my life. Finally, I was done, and Doe took her hand away. She wiped it on the sheets, then used the sheets to wipe the rest of the cum off her face and front."Thanks, sis," I said. She glared at me. "I won't tell mom and dad, but you'll have to do that for me again." No way," she said. "That's it John. No more." Have it your way," I said. I saw her deflate again. I knew I had her."I'll see you at dinner," I said, and left her. "We still have just enough time to visit the Monkey House."* * *Buffy is engrossed in her copy of The Da Vinci Code as the plane takes off. Dawn has read Holy Bl*od, Holy Grail and can name the ten thousand ways in which it is bunk (it doesn't even mention the well-known albeit completely erroneous legend that Mary Magdalene was a Slayer and Jesus her Watcher), so she ignores her s*ster and tries to focus on the in-flight movie instead.It's some type of slasher movie, but she can't really pay. .” Bobby stammered, his face burning red with shame. A nervous glance downward revealed his fist still wrapped around his prick. He withdrew his fingers as if they had touched hot iron. His rigid cock bobbed skyward, pulsating with the throbs of his pounding heart.“Save it,” Beth snapped in reply, cutting off any lame attempt at an excuse. “You like the taste of your Mommy’s sticky panties?” Bobby gulped, frozen like a mouse in the gaze of a snake. “DO YOU!?” she barked. Bobby visibly.