”“I couldn’t get enough after that. I became their slut and let them and their friends do what they wanted with my body” mom said in a hushed...tone.“I wanted it to continue but daddy found out they were taking naughty pictures of me and that’s when he asked them to leave. It was my entire fault!” mom said getting loud again.Aunt B and I were unsuccessfully trying to calm mom with backrubs when I noticed mom was squeezing her legs together and rubbing them back and forth while kneeling. I. He almost certainly wasn't on the same floor as where he'd started in terms of how many flights he'd gone up and come down and yet this was exactly where he'd started. Everything was in precisely the same state of disarray as he'd left it. Just what had happened?Paul returned to the bedroom. "Here's the water you asked for," he said in a cheerful voice, but he was shocked by what he now saw.Beatrice wasn't just ill. She was literally fading away. The contours of her body were fuzzy. She was. He was facing away and we got a good look at his backside. Julie was paying close attention to this. He was quite fit with muscular back and legs, a feature Julie would like almost as much as his bottom. As he turned, we got a look at the rest of the package. The package was a good term considering the distinct semi that he was sporting. I wondered how long they had been looking from up on the bank.His friend was a little slower taking off her things. She was careful to remove and fold each. They could bite but I could squeeze. A yelp told me I had grabbed Mother and a wet tongue told me Diane was happy as I got up. A nip on my cock told me they hadn't finished with me yet. I was floating as we neared our turn off, happy, not a care in the world, nothing could have prepared me for this high, well, nothing in this world as I knew it. It was Mother, suddenly serious. "Stop, pull over, stop right now..., Jim!!!!".I was on cloud number nine as the words broke through a fuzzy smoke.