Beth Ann gave birth almost a week later, to Carl Fleming, Junior, on an afternoon when I was unexpectedly visiting my new home in Branson, and decided...to tour the hospital, again. Carl, Junior reminded me of me, a long time ago, but I kept that to myself.We spent lots of time together, but always on pins and needles, trying to keep it under everyone's radar. Things went along quietly for us, even though we were decimating secret enemy operations across America.It all changed on a Tuesday. Steve got closer to watch his wife suck her young lover, and noticed that John visibly relaxed now that he knew that Steve was all right with the fact that his wife was sucking his dick.Soon, his prick grew into a full hard-on, and Betty pulled the wet slick cock from her mouth. "See, I told you it was a beautiful big cock." Your right darling," Steve replied, and promptly sucked John's cock into his own mouth.Betty knew that John wasn't expecting this and explained, "It's all right John. Steve. The bit of my brain that had spent thirteen years doing exactly what Mum told me – especially when she used that voice – wanted to do exactly the same thing but my feet weren’t listening to that bit of my brain. Instead they planted themselves into the carpet. Angry Bec was suddenly fully in control. My hips must have little magnets in them because my hands snapped onto my hips and stuck fast. I glared back at Mum and Dad.“Go to your room!” Dad yelled at me. He actually yelled at me. It was so. She slowly pushed her pant down and as she did that she was swaying as if there was music playing in the background. I could see her trimmed pussy now. As she pushed the pant down to the floor, she stepped out of it. Then she spread her legs and started touching her pussy. Then she inserted one finger. One hand was still caressing her breast. Her eyes were closed and her facial expression showed that she was enjoying every bit of this. After 4 mins of fingering her own cunt, she removed her.