Mom Becky AndChapter 3
Paul came in and there she was, panties to her knees, a hand with tissue pushed between her legs. “Oh no honey, no playing with yourself without an audience. Oh you got those yellow panties on, you got that bra that goes with them?” “Come on honey,” he was pulling her down the hall to her own living room. Jane looked up as they half stumbled into the living room. Jane I want to show you something really pretty.” Even though she knew something like this was going to happen, she was still...