Then she remembered a box she had gotten down a year ago,that the panties in it had seemed stretched. "How long has this been going on?" "Not long. ... don't know why I even started." "Do you like wearing dresses? You tell me not long and I know thatis a lie. I want you to always tell me the truth. What do you think Ishould do about this?" "Yes, I like the way dresses feel on me. I don't know what you cando about this. I will do anything if you will just forget thishappened." "No, it is. Browning asked where we were going, and I said, "I think we're going to the theater in the city." I looked at the others who were going with me and they all had a totally blank look on their faces. I wanted to say 'What the fuck?' but said, "That seems to be where we are going."My only help was Mr. Browning who shook my hand and told me, "I know you'll take care of Jenny. Just bring Jed back in one piece."Mrs. Browning hugged me and said, "I know you kids have had a hard time, but everyone's. "Nothing personal Ryan. But I don't feel like talking to your dad with a mouth full of YOU." And she laughed again. It was an awfully nice laugh.We got upstairs today, in plenty of time. Becky headed right for the pantry, and started to look for something. Not finding it, she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of ready-made pancake batter. I guess she wasn't satisfied with my batter, she wanted more. HAHAToday she was wearing a thin, white, little belly shirt. Meaning that it showed her. Fuck yes”she said when I said I was close,she then grabbed my head and started kissing me. Then she screamed, yes,when she felt my cock throb and another louder yes when she felt me starting to cum,She then laid her head on shoulder sucking hard on my neck still wiggling on my cock.She finally stopped moving when she felt me empty the last of my cum inside her,then just laid still against me. “Damn Debbie ,I would like to see what you would do if there was another cock waiting to be next..