As she squinted to make out just who it was a song began playing. It sounded foreign … old, as if it was being played on a record player. Scratchy,...definitely not stereo. Distant. A voice began singing, a man’s voice in some unknown, harsh language. From the sound of him an image came to mind of a fat, pink-faced, jovial man. It was not long before the others in the room were joining in, clanging their mugs on hard surfaces with the beat of the song. Clank. Clank. Clank. Clank. The multiple. She just seemed like family to me, so this felt really awkward. What I didn’t know about Donna was this; she had been holding her entire family together all by herself for over the last fifteen years. Her husband had medical issues. All the different medications he is on had rendered him incapable of taking care of himself. Although Donna never really drank or smoked or did much partying, her two adult sons made up for that. While being outwardly nice guys both had failed marriages,. "Sit down."He nervously sat down, "I've never had my fortune told before." Well, don't worry. It won't hurt... too much," she said with a smile.He took in her loveliness, from her face to her dark hair, which fell to her waist. She had on a bright red silk scarf tied as a headband. It contrasted with her hair color. Her face was beautiful he thought. Her' lips were pout-y and red and her eyes were the darkest of green and her skin was like cream. His eyes drifted down to her shoulders and her. Then he grasped his lust-hardened cock, still aching from the memories of the two previous fucks he'd given his girl friend's sister that evening, and guided it with no delay to her vagina where it burrowed in wet familiar strokes deep into the moistly flowering depths of her cunt."Ooooooooh," she groaned as it slipped deep inside her belly like an uncoiling snake, joining her father's pulsating member already buried to the hilt in her anguished rectum. She lay moaning and sobbing from the.