But I didn't want to invade your privacy. I alsoknow Victoria's Secret gives you a great deal when you purchase fivepairs. Isn't that right, dear? Wha... is the current price for their cottonpanties?" She asked me, again looking at me like she was expecting ananswer."$25.50 for five." Why did I have to know that?"Yes, but $7.50 per pair if you buy them individually, isn't that right,dear?" Mother asked again, anticipating my response."Mother, this is an extremely embarrassing conversation." I. ‘But…but I…I couldn’t…I…I can’t.’ Jason was even more confused. ‘Do what?’ he asked. ‘I…I told myself that tonight I was just going to come in here and fuck your brains out,’ she murmured, shocking him with her use of the coarse word. ‘I…I hoped that somehow, maybe, I could begin to put some distance between us. To…to make you…to make you…hate me.’ ‘You could never make me hate you,’ Jason replied softly, caressing her hair. ‘No way!’ ‘I…I know,’ she replied. ‘And…and I can’t just…’ She took a. I flopped back on the pillows grinning while she shook her head and rolled her eyes. She flipped her hair over her shoulders and dismounted me long enough for me to take my boxers off. My cock pulsed, finally having been released from it’s sheathe and knowing what was to come. She licked her lips and gave me a grin before lowering her head to my groin. I took a handful of her hair, freeing up her hands to go to work and watched as she placed her hands around the girth of my cock, sending a. “The bit where we promised to make sure we were looked after.” Although she still had the confused look, she nodded that she remembered.“That includes, as far as I’m concerned, your needs.”“But it was dirty, sluttish, using my brother.”“Laura, you needed it, it happened, it wasn’t dirty. Unless you’re suggesting I am?”“God, no, Tommy, never!”“Under the twisted conventions of a society screwed up by ancient moral values, a slut is someone that has lots of different partners. Just how many people.