A tear rolled down her cheek as she remembered the last time she saw his face ... his look of sorrow and bewilderment as she stood with Todd and said ...hose hateful words."Do you want me to stop?" No."The next photo showed Abigail holding an infant on the porch of a ranch house. Bret stood behind her with his arms around them. He was beaming.There were a number of pictures, maybe a hundred in all. She watched Bret become a man. She particularly liked the one with Bret leaning against a big white. Mike works her around and he keeps her moving. The touching increases. In reality she is a natural at this but that isn’t why he was touching and groping her. He not only wants to get her used to it but, damn, he really likes groping her body.His hands are all over her tits and ass “to get the right angle” or “the right pose.” Her nipples are solid steel bullets. Without breaking rhythm he has her remove her thong. She is buzzed and turned on enough that she only hesitates a moment. Now she is. My buddy had copies of magazines she had done photo-shoots for, so we could use to pose our cocks with and then cum on.The night before the meet I could not sleep as I was only thinking about the meet, the thought of bailing out did cross my mind but I maintained my decision as it was a huge kinky turn on which I wanted to do for a while. I was only into DIY and celebs/porn, so I wanted to share that lust with another jerker with the same mindset.The morning of the meet I messaged my buddy to. Mene kaha wow mom kis kis se.. to mom boli- tumhare dad ke construction majdooro se tumhare tau,chacha,mama,tumhare dosto ke papa,aur teachers,principal se aur bhi bahut logo se.mene kha are wah mom. accha to me dad ka hi beta hu ya kisi………………………… mom-pagal he kya,ye kya puch raha he me apni pheli santan apne pati se karwati…………nhi tu apne dad ka beta nhi he…..To mom mene pucha.mom boli-to na apne mama ka beta he aur tu kya teri mosi ke bete bhi mama ke bete he. mene kha kya…. mom boli aur.