Nothing had prepared them for all this; but then I was hardly born to it either. They were used to servants and I was used to central heating. Perhaps...we all figured it was better than the alternatives.A mountain of a man pushed past the skins that served as a door in this hovel we had made habitable. As he did so, a few flakes of snow drifted in and expired in what passed, in comparison, for the heat of the hut. He’d been drinking, heavily. He grunted some guttural noises. I didn’t need to. I quickly took my free right hand and swooped it under her leg, forcing it up towards her chest. This allowed me to quickly slide down her body and plant my lips directly on her swollen, and now hot, pussy lips. My tongue came out in a rapid flicker, torturing her engorged clit. She tried putting her leg out straight and down, but all that did was force my face deeper into her dripping pussy. My left hand was still underneath her and was now able to prod even deeper into her ass, which was. As she stroked his cock he put his hand under her skirt and played with her pussy. He found her clit and rubbed it between two fingers. As he fingered her pussy she pulled down his briefs and he stepped out of them. He then pushed her to the bed and shoved her on her back and spread her legs. She grabbed the son by his hand and pulled him to her and pulled down his briefs and smiled at the huge cock not yet fully hard. Like father like son. The dad kept fingering her cunt as she pulled the son. ’ ‘That was you,’ he asked in disbelief realizing she’d been his champion all along. It dawned on him where the motorcycle-jacket came from and how she acquired it. In fact it was still lying on the living room floor. Strange that he never thought of whom it once belonged, thinking it was hers all this time. ‘Yes it was me. Do you remember the night your mother came to seduce and perhaps change you? You began to cry making her emotional. The next day she told me she was giving you to me, to do.