Mandy watched her go, a confused look on her face. Then she looked at me and I wasn't sure what she saw, but I knew what she felt. There was a fleetin...g disgust, because the idea of Monique and I having sex right after she and I had shared such a monumental encounter threw her ability to rationalize to the wind.I felt ashamed. Not because of the sex or the fact that Mandy had found out. I was ashamed that I had let it go the way it had. To some level that pissed me off. I shouldn't have been. "Use whatever you want, but this stays between us. You're welcome, by the way. Your sister would be disgusted and your dad would kill you." So you're not disgusted?" I slid my hand in my pants and sniffed her underwear. She gasped again, but didn't say anything.I stroked myself under my pants and stared at her. Her blouse showed a little cleavage, and I was staring hard. I looked in her eyes and asked shamefully, "Can I see your boobs?"She mumbled under her breath and unbuttoned her shirt,. Rolling over on top of me I felt his hands running through my hair and his lips on my lips, my neck, slowly making his way down to my breasts. I remember feeling his hard cock against my tummy while he was on top of me feeling his way around my body. I opened my eyes and looked up to see him sitting on top of me a knee on each side of me, fondling my breasts and pulling on my nipples. I've got 40C tits and since its summer I'm tanned and my nipples are darker than usual. Because he is giving me. Would you like delivery to your location, Ms Denise?"Denise, my mother, replied, "Yes, thanks, Alexa." You're welcome, Mrs," replied Alexa."Now, let's flush, and pull up your panties, Tommy, and get you toschool." Yes, mummy," as I stood up, wiped, my erection limp and forgotten, as Iflushed.My mother commanded, "remember to wash your hands, no dirty children inour house!" Yes, mummy," as I pulled up my panties, letting my school dress go down.I washed my hands well."And make sure you pull your.