"Suzette," I said when we were moving. "I don't want to be in the middle of a pissing contest between you and your mom. She doesn't like me — with g...ood reason, I might add." I like you," she said with her pretty mouth turned up in a smile. "That's all that matters."I told her that didn't allay the rest of my fears — specifically about her reputation."My concession to you in that regard is the trip to Clarksburg," she told me. "My last boyfriend acted like you used to. He was King Shit at the. Take off your clothes." Why?" So I can answer your question. You want me to take mine off, too?" Dana pulled her t-shirt out of her shorts."That's up to you. Okay." Jenny pulled the dress over her head. "Everything?" Right." Dana pulled off her shirt, dropped her shorts and stepped out of her panties while Jenny did the same. Jenny wore a padded bra that ended up on the bed with her other things."Now, stand next to me." Dana said. "Look at you, you've got a better figure than I do. Your tummy's. “Take my load, you tiny little bitch!” I said as the first spurt of hot semen erupted directly down her throat. “Fuuuck! Fuck! Fuck!” My hips began bucking and I unleashed load after load into her esophagus. After six or seven heavy spurts I let out a long, “fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!”, as she pulled off of my cock, keeping her lips latched on to the tip as I stroked the remaining pulses of cum directly into her mouth. She made moaning and mewling sounds as she collected it all gratefully. Finally, she. There are other rules that cannot, of course. Who is Paul to wed?” my bride inquired, truly curious.“Bethany, of course. My brother-in-law will keep up the incestuous tradition by marrying my sister. Notice that I left out the ‘step’ part, sis, just as you wished. Anyway, Paul is to claim any children by Bethany, regardless of actual paternity, of course,” I informed Paul, who broke out into an actual grin.“Guess I’m a lucky bastard after all. Don’t worry, I’ll treat your sister with the honor.