Sweat was plastering her short hair close to her scalp. She needed more skank. Or some charas. Or anything. She pushed open the door, letting out a la...ge cloud of sweet-smelling smoke. A stereo was blaring out from some chill-out CD, and all around her were slumped bodies, and a fortune in dope being passed from hand to hand.Janine slumped onto the first cushion she could see and took a long, long toke from the joint that was proffered to her. Despite the chemical confusion that tingled her. Then the old man asked me to go out and take 4 bottel of oil in the next room and i went when i came back i saw one of the old man hitting my moms ass with his cock my mom was still facing the wall and her hands were up leaning on the wall after a while the old man went and sat down and he then told me " take the oil bottel and rub it all over your mothers body start from behind and then put her frontfrom behind at last"And soooo i started i took the oil and poured on my hand and then i rubbed. Don't forget our i****t fantasies we had for our c***dren of how they would bond in and out of eachother, of course how they wouldn't stop watching us fucking, Demanding to watch us then them touching us in bed, then us of are young daughter tucking me and your son bored of his s*s, doing u as were in blissful noises of the banishment to all sex laws within as a new docturine to bring abolishment to the world view of paedoism to admit that adult-c***d entercourse was the key along with no. No, you won't give up your resolve. His hands explore the skin of your tummy, gently brushing the hair over you pussy, and then squeezing your thighs. It feels so nice but you are quite desperate now. He peers at you as you squirm. He traces your lips with his fingertips. Parting them to see your clit. Oooh, that feels so nice. As you relax at the touch you immediately feel a squirt of wetness and clench again. He smiles. You blush. He stops, lifting his hands and you hope that he will undo.