Mum was the happy one in the family. She was always cheerful and makingpies and things. I know this sounds a bit corny, but that's the wayshewas. At l...ast that's the way I remember her. I remember when she readme bedtime stories and tucked me in bed. She would always smile and sayI was sweet.?Then we have my Dad. He was always trying to teach me sport. He used tocome home with toys that all boys would love to have. You know, likeracecar sets and football game and playstation 2. I would jump up. ” She proclaimed as she scooped a hand full of Bud’s sperm from her freshly fucked pussy and slurped it down like it was vanilla milk shake.Mike began making me or her brother clean out her sperm filled pussy with our mouths, whenever she took a load. We complained almost as loudly as she did, but I secretly liked it. I think Billy did too, but he never admitted it to me.I had discovered that I also liked to take pictures, not only of Cindy and Mike but of the forest and birds and whatever else. As it is, you’re on a tight deadline and all it’s really going to do is fuck up the last few weeks of your otherwise endless fornication.”“You really think it’s going to be that bad?”“I’m sorry, Luke. I meant it when I said I love you, and that means I don’t want to hurt you or see you get hurt, but I think it’s going to be even worse than you imagine.”“It sounds to me like you don’t think there’s any hope.”She removed her hand. “To be honest, I’m less certain of that answer. She loves you, and. You realize that you really can't see her panty line - is she even wearing any? Or is it a thong? You feel your cock stir in your pants. God, whatever happens tonight, you intend to give this girl a damn good fucking.The skinhead is speaking. "If its his first time, he has to play. You know the rules." Oh, he's playing alright," says Kay, and tips you a mischievous wink. "Its what I've come to see."The skinhead snorts, and pulls back the curtain, letting you through. You move into a large room,.