And I think you will like what you hear” I sat back after a while and concentrated on the hum of the engine as we rode. As various thoughs sifted th...ough my head, I suddenly remember her calling this man “Master”. What was meant by that? Was this a slavery ring? I panicked all over again, but before I could say anythign about it, the car stopped. I felt her hand on my elbow nudging me up. I blindly followed her out of the limo and across what seemed a gravel path. I had the feeling we were. You can probably find it on You Tube if you want to. I'll put the lyrics at the end of this document. But people thought it was just Ray Stevens being cute when, in fact, he was singing about the story of my life.But he glossed over the details, which is why some people insisted I needed to write all this down. They feel like my story needs to be documented, because my story is kind of bizarre too. Except it wasn't to me.How bizarre?Well ... as it turns out ... I'm my own grandfather.I know, I. I was dropping most of my weight onto Elise, but the anal pummeling was putting her on Cloud 9. She was fingering herself while squeezing her breasts, overwhelmed with pleasure.“Shit, I’m gonna cum!” I said.It happened before I could stop myself, an eruption of semen flooding her anus. Feeling my hot seed filling her, a particular gleam flashed in Elise’s eyes, her smile reminding me of when Momo sniffed that bag of catnip. She pushed me onto my back, leaving a string of cum stretching between. Back to that night, i realised it had been a while since i had seen any of them and was quite quiet. I decided to go see them for some reason but when i walked into the livingroom which was facing my bedroom but when i walked in nobody was to be seen, as i started to get worried i heard noises from the kitchen which you got to from the livingroom,thinking my mum was bein hurt i ran to the kitchen door and pushed it open, only to see my mum with her legs wrapped around my cousins naked body.