I swished it around, letting it fall free and twirled to get the petticoats straight. "Let's go, I'm ready."Dad was smiling and appreciative of how I ...looked, complimenting me on my choice. He took a picture or two, and then I put the dress back in the box and got ready for bed. I was in my pajamas reading when I heard a soft knocking on my door.I put down my book and said, "Come in."Mom poked her head around the doorframe and asked, "Got a minute?"I smiled. "Sure."She sat on the end of my bed. It overflowed from her pussy, down her ass cheeks and all over the desk. She tried to wipe up with a few tissues but it was fruitless. She pulled on her panties and just let it leak out into them. Hopefully her skirt would not get stained! She still needed to get the k**s from practice and a nagging thought was in the back of her mind. “That cum was really thick! Oh well. He said he had a vasectomy! It should be ok.” They kept the secret between each other, even though the minister. All I was hungry for was a buttered muffin and coffee, lots of coffee after staying up most of the night. Jack was the opposite. He had a kind-size appetite and ate heartedly.“You must really be hungry, Jack,” I said when I watched him pile up his plate a second time.“I’m famished. I need to regain my strength from last night,” he replied.Jack’s statement made me blush as I quickly recalled some highlights of our love-making. After we left the buffet, we toured the lobby, looking at the Rocky. Inside were some panties, bras, and a few pairs of pantyhose. The braswere pretty plain, black and white. One beige one. The panties werecotton and much the same. Some black ones, a white pair, a pink pair,some striped ones. The pantyhose were all control top. Two black pairsand two nude. Zipping the bag closed, I threw it on top of her foldedlaundry.As I waited for my clothes to dry, I kept looking at my basket filledwith her clothes. No matter what I would do, I would stop and then goback to.