Tracie was there too and three of your other girlfriends. When did Tracie get a yellow smiley face tattooed on her fuck mound?”Mom said, “You must...be mistaken.”Dad grabbed one of Mom’s hands and said, “Your son and I watched these bright blue nails with white tips reach down and rub Tracie’s clit. He watched you spread your cunt lips and show us your three gold rings.”Mom gasped and said, “No fucking way. I tell you that it wasn’t me.”That was when I said, “Yes it was. We have proof. We have. The stiffness of his member in my mouth was satisfying in a way that was both erotic and strange to me as a straight guy. Each time my head dropped down and he penetrated into my mouth again I felt a tiny hunger in me satisfied, the flavors and sounds of his body responding to me heightening my own arousal.He is married, never been sucked by a guy before, and not someone I think I would necessarily hangout with. It was hot that it was his first time to experience man suck. I just wanted his. I stayed about an hour and bought nothing.I had a very late lunch in Dobson but found nothing interesting to do there, so I drove home. When I got home I found a note on my door, the SBI agents had been around. I'm sure they only had one or two agents assigned to a homicide in a small town. Mary Ellen had no known ties to anything important, like the mob or politics, so it would be just a small investigation.If they tied me and The Brit to the case, then things might get interesting. I didn't. She looked at me and followed my movements as I zipped the tent back up. I pulled off my shirt."So you're Jason," she finally responded."Yes," I said. I sat on the edge of the mattress and took off my shoes and socks."You have quite the reputation already." I guess," I said as I stood and undid my jeans. I slipped them down."You are the first to wear Jessica out."I shrugged and slipped my fingers into my underwear. Her eyes moved to my crotch."She likes to fuck," I replied.I pulled my.