” Mom took her hand away, “Go ahead and touch me if you want. I have touched you, so I don’t see why you can’t touch me. Do you want to mastur...ate me? Do you want to learn how to do it properly for a woman?”“Yes, Mom. I do.” I slid my hand lower and cupped my mother’s pussy.Mom started to gently push against my hand as she whispered in my ear, “Did you know some men like to kiss a woman down there.”I took that as a thinly veiled hint of where my mother wanted to take our relationship, “I know,. I was curious as to what her idea was. She explained that the guests all wanted to buy some sexy briefs for their partners. I knew I would then model for them. The twist was that all the ladies had entered a raffle with the funds going to my beer fund for the winner to get a private show with me. I was to model whatever the lady wanted me to for 15 minutes in total private.I am quite proud of my body, I am not as slim as I used to be but I am not fat and I have a good sized cock, long and very. ." What?" Courtney is not a lesbian. She'll play with other girls. She loves me like I love you. But what she really wants is you. If all the rest of the clan, the television shows, and the tribe disappeared, she'd still be with you. Till death do us part," Jen said."And you?" I asked."I love you, Brian. I love Courtney. I'm not going anywhere. I'm yours at least until my next orgasm!" she laughed. She kept stroking me to full hardness and then rolled over on top of me. "If you ever spank me. That prospect was too awful. I could see myself in my own bed, alone, frustrated, and hating myself for not having the guts to go through with it. I had to do it!"Tim! Wake up!" I hissed, shaking him violently. He groaned and tried to pull away from me. "Come on, wake up! I've got something to tell you! He stirred and sleepily inquired what that might be. "No, wake up first!" I insisted."Ah Jesus!" he muttered. "What's up, Jackie--hey! What are you doing in my bed. Did you wet your own?" No,.