{ ... guess what you'll be cleaning soon... } "Hello Paul," she paused."Hi Mrs Morrison, meet my mother, Mary, meet Marge." That got sort of a dirty l...ok from the former Mrs Morrison. "Can we come in, my mother has something important to talk to you about." Still no light bulbs, as she led us into the living room.As we were sitting down, "If this is about our children, I want you to know that I had no idea, and the minute I found out I canceled all of Tammy's privileges!"My turn, "Actually. Max watched in awe as his cock disappeared into his mother's mouth. I was already a few feet from them with my camera in my hands. I watched as Tina slowly sucked the head only. Max closed his eyes and gasped and his head fell back and his mouth open with his tongue almost out. His balls were firm and close to his body and not hanging low like mine. "When was the last time you came son?" I asked. He opened his eyes and looked at me."A week ago dad" he replied dreamily. Tina was sucking his cock. .. say!” Ramona panted, even as Lola insisted upon her turn with the demon, despite knowing the consequences by now.‘Fuck me, you devil!” Lola demanded, pushing back hungrily at the incubus, her hips and ass moving in lustful strokes to work with him, “I want to be yours ... to have your seed grow inside me, a demon spawn to do your will! I think that I should tell you now that I’m actually a Satanist. Yeah, I know ... shocker, right?”“Not really,” Asmodeus lied as naturally as if mere. I was fifteen years old, a ward of the state, and living in a group home. A group home is the modern day, politically correct word for an orphanage.I enjoyed my time at the group home. I made a few friends and we had some fun. Two months after being placed I was yanked out of the home and, with no explanation from the county, I was placed in a foster home with a nice enough, middle aged couple who had no children of their own.Bill and MaggieWell, they started out nice enough. Three weeks after.