"Katherine said, "But Mom, you know that's a losing battle. I predict that even before we finish cleaning, Brother's cock will be soaked with our cum ...and/or saliva, and he'll have made us all sopping wet, smelling it all up again." I know," the buxom mother conceded, "but we have to try. We certainly can do better than how it is at the moment, with a really deep clean."Alan pointed out, "That's kind of a moot point, though, isn't it? The place can smell great, but if Christine or anyone else. "It's getting worse, isn't it?"Jack looked up at Stacey and nodded again, a carefully practicedexpression of anguish on his face."Oh, Jack, I'm so sorry," Stacey sighed heavily and shook her head.There was nothing more to say.-0-0-0-The next afternoon, Stacey replaced all of Jack's undershirts with softcamisoles that matched or complimented the panties she had previouslybought.Once again, Jack was in seventh heaven. The combination of thecamisoles and panties had rekindled the old familiar. Angie had found the first spanks too easy to cope with. She was even disappointed as she liked to be spanked rather harder. She supposed she didn't usually enjoy the spanking itself so much but it was the stinging pain that sent her soaring towards an orgasm afterwards. She never quite worked out why but she knew normal sex with her husband never gave her the orgasms she craved. He would get a real high but he thought too much about himself when having sex just as he did when at work. She, on. Matt caught the way his mother was looking at him and looked back. Suddenly Iris blushed and looked down. Megan started talking about school, just to break the silence. That got a conversation going. Even Molly interjected at a few points, having finished her food and still kneeling next to Matt.When they were done eating and the table was cleared, Matt told Molly to go to his room and wait for him. Megan said she had some studying to do and went to her own room, leaving Matt alone with his.