He'd taken to jacking off an then smearing his nut butter into the crotch of his mothers panties before dropping them into the hamper. She had thought...that her lack of clean lingerie was do to her constantly drooling pussy.Choosing the more modest of the few styles left Janice slithered into a black pair of sheer high french cut panties. "At lest these have a crotch in them" she thought as the thin material snuggled up against her mound. She reached for her comfortable set of sweat pants then. I could tell they were both excited and scared by the prospect of doing what was in the books. Like all young people their age, they wanted with all of their being to experience the forbidden joys of sex, but it was forbidden. These two could let their volition be controlled by me, could experience the joys of sex without guilt, since they were being 'forced.'Several times, one of the girls would point out something and ask, with barely suppressed excitement, "Do you think he'll make us do. But then that might mess the vibrator up, and I don't want her upset with me for ruining her toys. By the time I finished washing them I still hadn't come up with a good idea. Just as I thought maybe I could use her blow dryer to get them dry before she got home I heard her car door close outside. Breaking into the quickest run of my life I sped out the open door of the bathroom, past the kitchen, and up the stairs before I knew my mother even reached the front door. I went right into her room,. ” “Yeah that’s fine with me.”It was a pretty quiet ride at first too. It’d be a good time to mention that we both liked each other the first time we met. Our parents were only dating at the time and my dad had promised me he wasn’t going to get married until I was out of high school so I wouldn’t have to move around anymore. Turned out to be a lie because he got married not too long after and we moved in with them. It was just me and my dad and on their side was my stepmom and she had 2 sons..