Almost in a stupor I answered, "Jean?"She laughed and then in that breathy voice characteristic of her excitement, she said, "You found them. What do ...ou think?" That I've died and gone to heaven. Besides that, I can't think at all. What're you doing to me?" Remember we said we'd explore things with each other?" Sure. But we didn't." Well, I don't know about you, big boy, but I've been afraid." Of me?" I asked."Partly that, I guess." She paused, and then added, "But more of me."Not attempting. "Oh, darling, you can do anything you want! You can sit on my face any time you want to!" Ooooo!" Janey mewled, her eyes glazed in passion. "I've never done that before, Laura. But I've always wanted to sit on a face."Laura stretched out beside Janey. "You can now, darling," she murmured, amazed at herself. She had never tasted a cunt until recently and here she was so damned hungry to taste Janey's sweet pussy again. But then, she had never fucked her son, either, before. And she had fucked. You never needed me to invite you then." This is different. We aren't still playmates, Mickey. We're grown up now. Grownup's do different things than kids do. If you still like me the way you did when we were little, there isn't any reason for me to want to go over to your house. Especially when your parents are gone, and we'd be all alone. If you like me the other way, then there is a reason." You mean like you the same way that Cal used to like you? To be honest, I've never thought about. I couldn’t send them away and I wasn’t sure I wanted to. I wanted to fuck them both but that would mean taking something I couldn’t give back, ever. To make it all worse I couldn’t get rid of my hard on. No matter what I tried to think of my thoughts always returned to the two beautiful redheads upstairs. I stood up and went upstairs to the guest room. They looked up as I walked in. Both of them had tears running down their cheeks and I knew I had to give in. I pulled Jen to her feet and kissed.