Ours are deep blue. I did get you the large pouch, too."For the first time, I saw Dad blush and, for the second, he was speechless. Mom leaned over an...d kissed him. Britt and I had, of course, turned around with our arms around each other facing our parents. We kissed, too.We went upstairs to change and came back down more normally dressed including under clothes. Supper was good and fun. The evening passed quietly.In the morning, I got up as usual to have breakfast with Dad. As soon as I left. The canister was empty with that one shot. I did have the stun gun ready for the second one who decided quickly that his momma was calling him."Nene, you need to get somewhere and wash your eyes out. I will be around keeping an eye on you, so don't do this again. Keep your bullshit antics out of my park." I should have just gone away after I sprayed him. I did not need to play Wyatt Earp, or would I be considered Calamity Jane Canary. I had never heard of a 'Calamity Jane' syndrome, so maybe I. I paused in lubing my cock to stare at her. She had light-brown hair that spilled over her shoulders and supple back. Her brown bush, trimmed close, was soaked with juices and my cum leaking out of her. I had made love to her so many times tonight, fucking her in my parents’ bed.My bed.My dad was somewhere else in the house. He didn’t deserve all her attention. Mothers should love their sons. Should be devoted to them. There was this other guy who must have gotten the Halo who was turning all. I caught the white satin panties that had rows of ruffled, pastel pink,lace across the ass and around the leg openings. They were large and tome they looked like they were modelled off the plastic pants I had beenwearing as they seemed to have so much excess material. I pulled them upmy legs. They were just as loose as the plastic pants, and because theywere such a generous cut, without the bulk of a diaper the gusset hungdown for an inch or two between my legs. The excessive lace made themlook.