" I put her down on one of the stuffed chairs, " ... sit there and be a good girl, okay?" Okay Mommy," she nodded.I'd picked her up from preschool and...then changed my mind halfway home. I didn't want to be there and I'd been trying hard to avoid a trip to Gary's house, but I couldn't help it. I'd been out of coke since Wednesday. That gram had only lasted three days and now it was Friday. I couldn't wait until Monday. After taking three pills the day before, I'd just popped my second of the day. To put it plain and simple, Sarah’s mother, Sherry, was an overprotective bitch, with a huge chip on her shoulder about men, but she was extremely beautiful, sexy, and a tremendous fuck. However, she did not like to have sex all that much. Nevertheless, Mark had to admit, when she did fuck, she performed her wifely duties very passionately.Sherry Taylor, at thirty-five, was extremely beautiful. She had long flowing dark-red hair that hung down to her waist. She had a flawless complexion, with. Especially not for children, so when Tom and Margaret set off across the country, they shouldn't have been surprised when Steve and Amy started acting up in the back. The two siblings weren't especially close in age, Steve being a tall, muscular sixteen year old and little Amy having just turned twelve a week after school let out for the summer.As the family drove past farmer's fields and seemingly endless countryside, the two siblings became bored. It started out as simply poking one another. I'd never tried to use it for cruising as it was literally on my door step.It was a Friday night, I'd left the pub and took a short cut through the park, pretty normal thing to do but on my through the park I noticed a bloke leaning against a tree with one hand, I thought he was having a piss, I hung around for five minutes or so and watched him after which I decided to walk passed him, he still had one hand on the tree and the other in his pocket, I could see his cock hanging out of his flies,.