When finished, I did lean against Mom at the kitchen sink."Daniel, what are you doing?" Just letting my Mommy know that I love her." I don't think eit...her Stacy or Michael should ever know about what we did, last night," she remarked."Are you ashamed of it?" I asked."No, we'll just fuck everything up by telling our 'significant others' about this. Keep it to yourself, Danny." Can we do it again, sometime?" I asked."Maybe ... Don't change how you are around me." You are just a plethora of. I figured I’d use the same strategy, and told my little brother, Matt, about the whole thing. We rented a motel room. When my little brother got naked I was surprised at the size of his dick. It was ten inches long, whereas mine was only seven.Once we got started, I found I really enjoyed double-penetration sex. We started out by having a sword-fight in her mouth, then one would fuck her while she blew the other one, and we finished by fucking her in the ass; one after the other.Lisa loved it. “What in the hell are you doing in my room?” Claire said, still half asleep Oh fuck! I didn’t know she was home! She must have come home while we were all passed out in the living room. Busted! “I…uh…I’m sorry, I’ll leave” “What are you doing with my panties, young man?” “Nothing” “It looks like you were smelling my underwear. I bet you’re the one who’s been stealing them too, aren’t you?” “Ummm…yeah” Great…I just admitted to stealing her panties. Now she’s going to tell her son and then. Marylou was no different from any of the other young women on the county farms. She’d never learned to read. That had never seemed to be needed by any of the rural Carson County women—except for the school marms. But they weren’t exactly Carson County women. They came from somewhere and after a year or two, when the county had threatened to suck them in and wear them down too, they got back on a wagon and escaped over the county line. ‘You sure he didn’t say nothin’ about the Valentine Dance ..