I began by telling her she was right, and Matt had just used me for sex. She asked me about child support and that's when I explained to her that Matt...s name wasn't on the birth certificate.I explained that he wasn't going to put it on, till after a DNA test had been done. "Did he have the test done?" my mother asked."Yes, and it shows he's the father which I already knew, since I had never had sex with anyone else." Mom said she forgot something and went and got a pill. She told me to take it. Trish caught it and then tossed it to me, I moved to the first stasis box and slipped a hook in each corner eye.I nodded to Trish, "it is full."She smiled and looked up, "raise it Storm."The box lifted and the skiff tilted the other way which made Trish grin as I leaned over and watched the box lift and then slide in the window. It was a couple of minutes before Storm peeked out and dropped the grav hoist again. After the second one she dropped it with a sling and I worked the rolled up hide. Eddie didn't say anything for a few moments and then he said, "It looks like they're in the crack of your ass." They are." Why would you want to wear underwear that go in your crack? Isn't it uncomfortable?" I wear them so I don't have panty lines in my clothes, and no, they aren't uncomfortable, not after you get used to them." They look strange, Jen."I giggled and continued to do my homework. I knew Eddie was staring at me, but I didn't really care. I felt all tingly knowing he was looking at. As his pace seemingly sped itself up, her urges becoming harder and harder to control, soon came the inevitable finishing moment. A loud moan and a furry of muscle spasms and hip thrusting saw the pit that had built up seemingly flush itself away, rushing into the awaiting tongue of the male who did not allow her precious flavours to go to wait. He was not one to waste such an occasion as, before she had regain proper though, his shorts had already been thrown to one side as he climbed his way.