" You do?" she asked. "You're not... jealous?" Not about Ted," Mike replied. "He's my brother."What do you think of me?" Donna asked, a little nervous..."What should we think about you, Mom?" About me doing... both of you? Girls aren't supposed to do that, you know. I mean, two guys at once." But you're our Mom," Mike answered. "That's different." Oh, it is? How?" It just is," Mike said. "You're not one of those sluts running around wiggling their ass, fucking one guy after another. You wouldn't. You stroke a finger against my shaven lips and my mind reels at the sensation, the gentle caress, and you continue the feather light strokes, as your mouth suckles against the nape of my neck. Traitorous body... I feel my lips grow wet, and tears start to come as the frustration, anger, fear, and yes desire envelop me. Moaning into your hand as I feel fingers start to slide around my clit and dip into me. "If you promise to be quiet... I will take my hand off your mouth." I nod silently, ready. OMG, HOLY CRAP, WOW, WOW, WOW, WHAT SLUT, FUCK HER, were some of the comments. The one i obeyed was "SHOW US THE CUM SLUT" He was nearing completion as i pulled off his cock with a moth full of cum. some dripping from my lips and hanging from my chin from when I let it slide out. I sat up looked out the window (there were 4 guys and 2 girls looking in the passengers window and 2 guys looking in the drivers) As i smiled at them I opened my mouth swirling my tongue in the thick pool of cum. “Ow!” I screamed. “Who is laughing now?” He taunted as he whipped me a second, third and fourth time. “I’m sorry, Detective. I really am. Please stop.” “You’re going to learn the real meaning of sorry.” He said sadistically as I felt more strokes of the belt. He stopped for a moment and circled the bed where I lay helplessly at his mercy. He was like a shark watching over his prey and I clearly knew what my role was. He folded the belt again and I braced myself. “Whack!” “I’m sorry, a million.