“You hypocrite!” my sister whispered angrily at my mother. “You talk about all this required honesty, but you let him think you are just a nudis...?” she scoffed. She seemed to think she caught my mother in some inconsistent logic.“I do believe in total honesty and candor, Tiffany. If someone asks me a serious question I must give them a full and truthful answer. As I tried to explain earlier in the bathroom that does not mean I have to advertise to the neighbors. I don’t crawl down the street. That was probably Norman's main problem with life, he thought he was a born-again Old Testament prophet, full of God's own personal admonition to go and smite the ungodly ... vigorously. In my personal opinion, this was all just an excuse, as Norman's rather narrow moral code usually dictated that the 'ungodly' were just pretty much just anyone he'd been paid to go kill. His private security company was more or less a private mercenary army, and it had left a long trail of suspected. Kiss my asshole for me. Give mommy's butt hole a nice, sloppy kiss. Make it wet for me so your prick will go in easier." Kiss your asshole, mom?" Marty asked, the thought having been alien to him thus far in his life. Had anybody ever done such a thing? Put their mouth on someone else's asshole? The teenage boy didn't know, but he knew his own mother certainly asked him to do so, and certainly she wouldn't ask him to do something that wasn't nice to do.With Stephanie retracting her finger tip. "Luck, when did you get here?!" asked Emma in a state of shock. "I was just leaving, I promise I won't tell." said Luke with his hand over his heart. Emma saw that he was getting very hard. "Not so fast Luke, I'm still very horny, why don't you come and fuck your sister?" Asked Emma in a very sexy way. Luke knew it was wrong, but instantly pulled out his dick and jumped onto the bed. "My god Luke, you dick must be at least 11 inches!" Yelled Emma with excitement in her voice. Emma started to.