After half an hour, I started stroking his cock again with my fingers, getting him hard again while I whispered dirty, nasty things in his ear. All th... things I would let him do to me now that he had claimed me. Now that he had made me his little whore. It took no time at all for him to be ready to go again! This time he wanted to take me from behind, like a bitch in heat, and that excited me! So I got up on my hands and knees, and even though I was a little sore, the thought still made me. So… … There was Simmone, her big lug of a husband Ray and someone else who I can’t remember sitting at a table behind me on this one Saturday afternoon. Couples shooting pool off to one side, guys playing 5 card stud for pennies, 90’s music on the jukebox, a mixed crowd - you get the picture. I’d been standing alone at the bar like a billy-no-mates and then, incredibly, Simmone gestures me over to join them when our eyes connect during my return from a visit to the Gents. Maybe she just felt. Now it’s time to stop or you’ll both be grounded ‘til Jesus comes back!” Mom wasn’t religious; it was just her way of saying ‘forever’.Now to this day I don’t think it was intentional but with Kimmy’s goofing off and pinching me it solidified, to mom, the fact that we were fighting and not that I was trying to get into my little sister’s pants. That took a lot off my mind. The three of us sat and ate dinner as we always did; mom at the end of the table, Kimmy and I across from each other. Dad. My son was watching us through the crack in my door. At the time I was drunk and didn't know what to think... but to be honest it kind of turned me on to know my son was watching. I don't know why, but I decided to put on a show for him.I go up off the bed, stood up, and pointed my ass to the door. I slowly bent over, reached back, and pulled my ass cheeks apart. My bare pussy and ass were all his to see and enjoy. I held this position while ever so slightly swaying my hips back and forth,.