"Good slut. In fact, I have some paperwork here for you to sign, where you confess to have fantasies about raping Katy, okay? Just for my records."L...ura didn't know how more demeaning confessions could make her position worse, and she couldn't think straight with a wet cunt anyway. "Yes," she just said."Good slut. Now, as it happens, I know Katy's mother. I dated her once. She was a real bitch - refused to fuck. She was a pure ice queen. She doesn't know I'm in charge of her daughter. Me and Phil now had our heads right beside each other buried between the stockinged legs that Mom wrapped around us to the soft material of her stockings rubbed against our necks.Our tongues licked and lapped at our big brother's cum as it leaked from Mom's pussy. The smell was intoxicating and the taste stronger and saltier but no less tasty than our dad's had been. It was a special treat to get to eat more than one load of sticky spunk from the cunt that birthed us and we were very happy to. Is there anything else we should cover regarding my outfits?” “Er, well, er ...” David stopped. He wasn’t sure if he ought to mention it. Emily awarded him her sauciest smile. “Tell me,” she said. As further encouragement she placed her hand on David’s knee, gave it a squeeze. Leaving her hand there, she leaned into him and her blouse billowed apart, presenting David with the very thing he was hesitating to talk about. It was as if the girl could read his mind! “Okay, so it’s your ... it’s your. ." No." I repeated. "Hailey's a big girl, and in case you haven't noticed, she's older than you. She can deal with her own mistakes. If she even realizes she made one." She does. She..."I cocked my head and stared and Cinnamon stopped. "If Hailey wants to talk to me, I'll talk," I said after a few seconds. "If she wants to pretend it never happened, I'm good with that too."Cinnamon gave me that dissecting stare of hers as she studied me. I worked on my breathing. In, two three. Out, two, three..