Doubt flickered over her face, along with uncertainty and confusion. Tommy waited patiently, staring at his mother's cum-smeared lips. Catherine reali...ed that she was running her tongue slowly across those creamy lips, as if in anticipation. The boy and his mother stared at each other through another moment of silence.Then Catherine, her voice husky, whispered, "Well, maybe a blowjob isn't really incest, like fucking would be."Tommy beamed with happy expectations, realizing that his mother's. Then I saw you in your Speedo swimming and all I could think about all day was that bulge and your chest! I’ve been wet for hours just craving another amazing fuck!” “My little bitch of a mother can’t wait to fuck me? I'll be glad to help with that… but isn't this closet a little cramp?”“That's why we’re not fucking here.” With that my mom turned around and pressed on the back wall. It opened up to a staircase! “Your father doesn’t know that I know he built this here.” “What is it?”“This is. She said to make sure Brandon's accessories were in mauve." What's mauve?" Brandon asked."It's a shade of pink," the consultant said, then returned to the back to retrieve the accessories."Dude," Brandon teased. "My rep as a ladies' man could crumble in one fell swoop if I'm seen wearing pink." I think you can handle it for one day," Jamie said."Yeah, you're right," Brandon said. "I'm just really glad to be a part of this. You know I don't like to get all mushy, but I'm really happy for you. The pub was quite full being market day, but they managed to find a seat away from the bar, Cindy didn’t like to stand, and she knew her father didn’t, he like to sit and browse the crowd so to speak, she watch him intently, his eyes seemed to be on the females, and the young ones at that.“You’ll get shot one day Dad!” Cindy chuckled.“What just looking, no I don’t think so!” Sidney smiled, sipping his pint down slowly.“But it’s what your thinking Dad, that’s what makes the difference!”“A cat.