Duly anointed Kirstie mumbled something and ended by a demand that I get on with things as it had been a long time since she had felt a cock in her an... wanted it as soon as possible.Lying beside her I started to enter her scissor style but the lifting of her thigh to allow entry clearly caused her discomfort and I was again reminded of her age – a simpler approach was needed and I lay her on her back more conventionally and anointed her vagina again with the lube and placed the swollen end of. "Were you sorry that we didn't need to resort to Pan B?" NO, what makes you ask that?" I think you were." I was not! I was relieved when things turned out the way they did. Berry was too."She was quiet for a few minutes. I couldn't resist asking, "Were you sorry?" NO! Not at all," she said, emphatically. Her blush belied her statement."Are you sure?" I asked, enjoying watching her blush.Janet recovered quickly. "I think you would like to teach my little sister a few things. Am I correct?" NO! I. . But... It’s meant to be a reward!? Becky protested, pushing away his outstretched hand.?The reward WAS that I wasn’t going to punish you for orgasming three times. But now, I think you will get a punishment for both. I think... Anal. Outside. Now get your ears on Dog.? Becky reluctantly slid the cute headband overtop of her pigtails. The familiar click on the back of her neck said that no matter how reluctant she was, he’d pull her outside. She slowly crawled behind him, her head bowed as he. Rachel's job was more than adequate to support them. Their home was paid for and her taste in cars was modest. Life was good as they could expect under the circumstances.The money from the truck driver's government sponsored insurance and the death benefits policy Dad had carried were additional cushions. Neither Rachel nor Mark would ever go without. Yet, they still felt it proper to economize where they could. In the process, their personal relationship became closer than mothers and sons..