Kara chatters away to us at speed, lots of words, not much time... “Peter had been married before, and he always admitted that it didn’t work out ...ecause his wife had a very different sex drive to him – he wanted it all the time, and wanted it crazy – and she only wanted it ‘vanilla’, and rarely wanted that ... He got a porn habit going, and she hated it ... So, he ended up single, which was good news for me...”Alongside her, Peter is nodding along with her story.She continues, “We were out on. Though Iimmediately pulled away from him, he controlled me easily. My whole body wasresponding to him, and as he forced his tongue back into my mouth I was findingit harder and harder to struggle with him. ?? He kissed me for a long time,and just as my protesting whimpers were giving way to irrepressible moans ofpleasure, he stopped and stared at me for a long second before grabbing myshoulders again and pushing me down onto the bed, which was right behind me. Iscrambled quickly into a kneeling. Although I dont remember the events before my first memory was of me lent over my mother and suckling her nipples as my father pressed his index finger gently into my young hole. His cock was inside her, stroking back and forth as he replicated his strokes inside my body at the same time. My mothers nipples where excited. Sat upon pert C cup breasts her puffy areola outlined the stiff aroused nipple that was being ground hard into my mouth. At the time I didnt understand why this made her. .” I said and paused, my courage suddenly fading.“What?” she asked again, turning her head toward me.I could feel my face turning red. “I want to ... to ... you know, kiss you ... kiss you down there, like you have done for me,” I blurted. I heard a sharp intake of breath.When she didn’t say anything for a moment I thought I had screwed up. “I’m sorry,” I said quickly.“Oh, Jerry,” she said and took my face in her hands. She stared into my eyes, searching for something. “Are you sure?”My heart.