Granny said that we all stick together and that we keep most of the sex in the family and she was to teach me about sex and then I would get to have s...x with mom, sister, auntie, and any of the other women in the family. Granny said that they had started this generations ago to protect the family. I was okay with anything if it was going to get me laid as my pecker had been on overtime for the last six months and I had been wanting to have sex for the first time. Granny stood up and dropped. Now take that prick a little deeper! I’ll help you.’ And Donna pushed her down a bit more. It was incredible. Amanda was throating about 6 inches of the hardest cock around. ‘Suck that dick down Amanda! Make him come baby girl! Raise your head up and slam it back down on him.’ And she did it. Eric’s cock jammed about four inches in, but the pressure Donna applied on Amanda’s head f***ed it in another two and half inches. ‘Again, Amanda, do it again.’ This time the cock slid in easier, the young. He knew something had changed, all the feeling was different, warmer, tighter and wetter, a sharp change in direction, a pleasurable bending, somehow more natural, and an intense feeling of togetherness.He was scared to move, he did not want to loose this feeling, but his mother was moving, she gasped and was making little noises he had never heard her utter before, then there was a sense of overpowering dominance, she had reached for his hand and was brushing her nude breasts with it, he could. We begin to die.When I was with my ex, I first noticed that he wasn’t happy by looking at old photos. Always the same fake smile, never a twinkle in his eyes. Until he eventually refused to take photos together at all. I place great importance on photographs. Little squares of paper specifically designed to make you recall memories, good or bad, like magic. I have wanted a picture with you forever. Anything. But even when I mention it, it gets denied. I blame it on lack of time but have always.