Then I felt the tip of a knife press against my cheek. “Keep quiet and do what you’re told and you won’t be hurt”“Tony, zip-tie him to that ...hair”. “No name’s, idiot” came the reply. Then I heard a zip-tie pulled tight. “Ok, just don’t hurt me”,“What a slut, looks like our lucky day”, came a second voice from across the room. Then pain as the one next to me pinched my left nipple and pulled on it. “Look at these little titties”. Then from behind me I heard a zipper unzip.“You look at the. I admit as I got older the sight of mums tits and glimpse of trimmed pussy gave me good food for wanks of which there were many.Mum had seen my cock with a semi on quite often as I was nipping to the loo and had joked that I would make some woman very happy, Dad only had a small cock so I think she was a bit envious.One Saturday night I had been out around town and went straight to bed about 1am, I got up to go to the loo and on my way back mum came out of her room we met on the landing.She was. Daddy pulled the blankets back as we crawled under them. Kisses and hugging got us hornier for each other. I reached down to stroke his cock. 'Daddy spread my legs with his legs as he began to enter me. Slowly his head slid in my pussy. Daddy made love to me, slow thrusts in and out. Groping my tits, sucking each one gently. He told me that he loves his little girl. I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him in further. I kissed him passionately and told him that I loved him too. . Today’s events needed to remain just between Gary and me; no one else ever need know about any of this, I reasoned.Gary was already in the TV room, also dressed for an evening at home. He was wearing a pair of sweats that he had cut into shorts and a tee shirt. If I had thought about it, I would have realized that having Gary and I both dressed for bed at nine o'clock on a Saturday night would raise some suspicions from Mom. But obviously, I was not thinking too clearly today - far from it.“So.