I tilted my head back, and just let him draw my t-shirt off. I had not worn a bra. I hate the lines those things leave, and when you have red hair, yo...ur skin is fair, so you get those bright lines from the straps if you walk in the heat with one. He then got down on his knees in front of me, grabbing my shorts and my white cotton panties together, and drew them down my body. I had gotten rather excited just seeing all the guys there, already nude like that, so my hot scent wafted up to Brian's. . but he never knew of the sordid affair between my father and I.He simply became over-joyed when he thought he’d got me pregnant!Then he begged me to marry him; I couldn’t hurt his feelings by telling him different.”I stared in wonderment as my Mom unburdened her long held guilt.“By the time you was born we’d been married six months! But Dick I’m so very ashamed to admit something else to you!“Something else Mom?”“Richard, my father, still had me firmly in his grip: I had to visit him. " I obliged and gently pushed my middle finger in a bit. She seemed to like it, she squeeled a little and tightened her ass hole around my finger, before relaxing and letting my finger in further. Before long I had a thumb in her ass hole. And was fucking it as I was fucking her pussy. She stopped suddenly. And stood upright, my cock sliding out of her cunt, and dripping her juice into the shower tray. She turned around and knelt down, lifting my cock into her mouth, and sucking off all her. He picked a day when his folks were gone and emptied it out onto his bed and started counting. There was $27,641. He placed the rubber band-bound stacks back into the box and sat thinking about what he should do with it. He certainly didn’t want to explain to his parents where it came from. It wasn’t that he felt consumed with guilt about his activities with the ladies; he didn’t, but he was smart enough to know most people wouldn’t see providing sexual pleasure as a community service. So, what.