In the morning, I rose and went into the kitchen. The living room had been cleaned up and no one was to be seen. Mark came down shortly looking tired....He said, “It got a little out of hand last night.”I smirked,. “You think?”“Helen is still in my bed.” I was surprised. Mark continued, “I’ve always wanted a slut who will do everything and everyone. She will. It will be fun while it lasts.”I shrugged. “It’s your party. Just try to keep us out of trouble.”I poured him some coffee and refreshed. " Dann hat sie unter den Mädels ihrer Klasse eine Art Verlosung gestartet. Die Verliererin müsse entweder ihre Unterwäsche der ganzen Schule präsentieren oder mir einen Zungenkuss geben. Am nächsten Tag hingen ein Slip und BH am Fahnenmast der Schule. Solche Gemeinheiten musste ich ständig über mich ergehen lassen. Ihr Repertoire war da schier endlos.Doch dann kam der Abend der mein Leben von Grund auf verändern sollte.....Es war ein Freitag und ich hatte, wie eigentlich jedes Wochenende,. The high-speed film was processed the same night it was exposed. Black and white grainy images typical of film pushed by aggressive development, yielded recognizable images of an elderly man of Caucasian descent, dressed atypical for his race. Shoulder length hair in odd bands of gray and black hung loosely about his head, restrained by an intricately beaded headband. His clothing was typical for the the western U.S. ranching region, but his footwear was not. His tanned leather moccasins,. Was that man in seat 23F giving her a knowing smile? Was there disgust on that woman's face in seat 18A? Did they know she had just committed incest? That she had fucked her barely 18 year old son? And yes, goddamit, that she had experienced orgasms like she had never had before! Fuck you, seat 12C!She shivered again as she remembered the incredible soreness. She recalled the delicious wetness of another man (boy's?) come filling her birth canal. She recalled the dull ached in her cunt. Sam had.