..Like that was going to happen!!“Fuck what are we going to do “Jayne asked“Just be ourselves and tell her the truth, worst thing they can do is...give us a warning I think. She doesn't looked shocked with us and she never stopped him taking a video of us? Let's just play it by ear..”An unmarked car drove in and parked close behind the hedge, out climbed the WPC and took off her jumper and tie, undoing a couple of buttons on her shirt. The WPC closed the gate and walked towards us.“Ok then let’s. ” She then stood, faced him, and put her hands at her side. “There. Happy? Now get out.”“Oh, wow, Ann! I didn’t realize how beautiful you were,” Will said while staring at the image of his little sister before him. He couldn’t seem to remove his eyes from her breasts which had no sag, but were nicely rounded and looking like small funnels which ended at a pink areola tipped with a tiny nipple the size and color of a pencil eraser. Just below those tits was a subtly curved smooth stomach. I felt my pussy lips swell and moisture drip down my thigh. I don't think my pussy had every been so wet. My pussy throbbed to the rhythm of his heartbeat in his cock. My 36 D breasts ached to have his hands on them. He threaded his hands through my short hair and pulled my mouth down onto his cock. I began to suck him and pull his cock into my throat, every so often I gagged, but I kept the pace and gently cupped his balls in my other hand. I was still sucking him when he pulled my mouth off. “Maybe they could stay in the barn?” Stuart suggested. “I can take ‘em out there, and then I won’t go out there all the rest of the night. I promise, ma.”There was a loud sigh from the living room, and I pictured Stuart’s Ma staring at the ceiling and praying for guidance.“You promise to God, and the little baby Jesus?” Stuart’s Ma finally asked.“Yeah, Ma,” Stuart said. “To the father and the son and the holy ghost.”“Well, if a manger is good enough for Jesus, then these goddamned tramps better.