A splash of dark paint around her head to symbolise her hair. A smaller splash at her crotch.My best friend is standing in the doorway. She watches me... silent. In my dream I am fifteen years old so I expect my friend to be similarly reduced in age. But she is not; she is twenty, and tall, and slim, and aloof. She is naked, too, but her body lacks detail, like my reflection in the condensed mirror. I feel a sort of vulnerability, led before her in the bath. My nipples are hard and there is a. Call me ‘Mom.’ You’re basically my son-in-law twice over, aren’t you? You’re the father of all eight of my grandchildren, husband and lover to both of my daughters. Let’s not be coy or play word games here. You’re virtually married to both of them, a polygamist in all but name. I’ve never approved, morally and spiritually, of your arrangement, but I have to admire how committed you’ve proven to be in your own rather lecherous way to my daughters.“Without your sinful lifestyle, I would have. Even in my most detailed, fantasticaldaydreams of being the gorgeous lady catching the attention at anynumber of glamorous functions I had never fully realised the depth anddetail that was going into my preparation. And I was just the secondbridesmaid!"Who is going to see my bikini line?" I hissed at Megan when sheproposed that move."Detail," she said. "Besides, I am going to do your armpits, so I mayas well."I kept my legs resolutely crossed and pulled down the hem of thedressing gown I had. Then she lied down on her back and slid under and Jenny and pulled her pussy down on her face.While my mom was tongue fucking my aunt, my uncle Rob positioned himself behind her and began rubbing his cock up and down on her wet slit and beating her ass with his cock.“Oh fuck Rob. Don’t make me beg!” My mom cried.“You know how I love it” he replied.“All right. Please fuck me? Please fuck my little pussy? I’ll beg as long as you promise to fuck me!”Uncle Rob pushed the tip of his dick at my.