She used her mouth to play with my cock like it was her personal toy. She absolutely loved licking and sucking, sucking and licking. She was particula...ly obsessed with the crown at the top. Saliva dripped down my shaft and pooled up around my balls. Pre-cum oozed out of the tip, and I was so hard it hurt. My balls ached. Brandy calmly moved away from me opening her legs as an invitation. She wasn't shy when she asked me to eat her out. My lips and tongue were at her clit. Two finger were in. Her next question, too, was predictable. "Where would you go to law school?" she asked.You'd think my Mom, high-powered Washington wheeler-dealer, might have gone to Harvard or Yale, right? At least Penn, or Chicago.Actually, she'd gone to law school at the University of Wisconsin.Hey, we've all got to start somewhere. I mean, Wisconsin had a perfectly good law school. It's just that -- now -- a quarter-century later, as the Next Generation, I was expected to progress beyond that level,. Within five minutes Todd and Sam had been tied securely, first individually and then together, back to back, and placed in the rear of the SUV."Now that takes care of them. How about you Missy?" asked Travis."What do you mean?" she asked."You ain't bad lookin' at all. How good a fuck are you?" he asked flashing his toothless grin."Go to hell you son-of-a-bitch," she snarled.The blow caught her in the lower abdomen, taking her breath completely and doubling her over. The older brother stood over. The bed was made and to look at it you would never know how it was used just a couple of hours before. After I dressed in cutoffs I walked back through the house and went into my detached garage.The rest of the afternoon I worked in my garage except for the thirty minutes or so I spent quietly eating my noon meal with my cheating slut. We only spoke to each other when necessary. I didn't help clean the table as I normally do and all I got was a glare.By supper time I not only had a plan, I had.