Linda giggled at his reaction, and then she asked, “Hasn’t a girl ever kissed you on the neck?”“Mom,” Davey exclaimed with a mixture of shoc... and embarrassment.“Oh you can tell me,” Linda said in a reassuring voice, figuring that this could be the exact kind of conversation that could keep them occupied and awake. Plus, she did have a desire to know how much experience her son had had with girls.“If you’re asking if I’ve ever kissed a girl, the answer is yes,” Davey said in a mock-sarcastic. I felt nervous but strangely aroused, and quickly said yes to him. I went back to the car and told my wife the "deal". There were still tears in her eyes; she looked completely shocked and couldn't believe this arrangement. Her face was pale at first, and then gradually turned blushing red. I told her this was the only way out. She looked confused and apparently didn't know how to react.The black cop told us to sit in the back of his police car and drove us to a nearby motel. Casey kept silent,. ”“I’m sorry, Dad. I’m just saying you can if you want. I’ll never tell anyone.” That was, of course a lie. I’ll tell Mel, Julie and Jim everything that happens with my dad, but they’ll never tell anyone. “I’ll make a deal with you. If you tell me why mom won’t give you a blow job, I’ll keep my legs closed and not tease you.” “I swear, Beth, you’re going to be the death of me – maybe literally. Okay, if you really must know, I think it’s mostly my fault that mom doesn’t like to give. “They feel nice to Lyn. Shame you’re not here with us to hold them like I am.”“You’re fucking joking. If I was there I would squeeze them so hard his eyes would pop out of his head. His cock would swivel up and stay slack for a week. Hey, that’s a thought. Give them a big squeeze and then catch a plane over to spend a week with me until he recovers.”“You’re becoming a nasty woman, Lyn.”“Yes but you still love me. Don’t deny it. You were right pissed with me when I gave you the chop for Ron.”“I.