My cousin sister was dancing matak matakke (dancing sexually). My dad joined the dance and started dancing with her gradually. Soon, my cousin started...dancing very sexily. My dad went closer to her. There were many people on the dance floor half-drunk. He slowly started grinding against my cousin sister. She too was interested in enticing him.My dad was rich, and she wanted to enjoy the riches and become his keep. She knew that he had an eye for her and didn’t want to lose out on her chance.. ”“FUCK YOU!” You yelled back.I grabbed a chunk of your hair and hauled you onto your feet. I shoved you against the wall and heard the dull thunk of your head banging against the cinder blocks. I grabbed your throat again and slapped your face over and over till your cheeks were an angry red and a little blood seeped from a split in your bottom lip.“You do not speak to me!” I yelled inches from your face. “You do not speak. That is no longer the purpose of your mouth. Do you understand?”You. Mom had had about 5 minutes when I knocked lightly on her bedroom door."Come in, Doctor."I opened the door. She had placed candles around the room. Enough so I could navigate without running into things.She was lying on her bed in a long black negligee.It looked like something Ann Margaret would wear. Part of it fit her like it was spray painted on. Every curve of her body was hugged. The bodice was all lace and frills. The tops of her breasts were visible but everything was covered up. It had. I watched in shock as she was brought to not one but two convulsive orgasms by the exploring tongue of her new friend. My cock was like iron, although I had always appreciated Kelly's sexuality I had never really seen her as an object of my own personal desire. Now I sat with the hardest cock I could remember watching her on stage with her skirt around her waist, her stockings in full view and her head thrown back in ecstasy as a gorgeous woman lapped at her pussy.Soon I found that this was.