”“Strip you worthless piece of shit!”She turns and walks into the other room and as I strip naked, both fear and excitement start to make my hea...t beat faster. She comes back dressed in a garter belt and nylons, stiletto heels and wearing a big black strap on cock. Her gorgeous tits hung down and her nipples were hard and sticking straight out. In her right hand she had a paddle, in her left hand four cuffs and tube of lube.“Put these cuffs on worm!”As I am putting on the cuffs, she goes over. She watched as her father began thrusting faster into her mother's raised ass, their bodies making an audible "smack", Janet's breasts bouncing, and the flesh of her ass rippling. Fiona felt her panties clinging to her crotch, moistened with her own juices."Yesss!" Janet hissed. "Fuck my ass. Pump your cum in my asshole, you big gorgeous stud."Fiona heard the words and couldn't believe it. Her father was actually fucking her mother's ass! She had heard about that kind of thing at school, but. Calm now, she thought back over the evening, letting the shower run as she thought back. Concentrating, trying to find the one detail, overlooked. The answer was there, if she could remember. Concentrate. Falling leaves in the crisp air, crunching underfoot on the concrete sidewalk. Joyce walked with purpose, confidence, shoulder-length brown hair stirring with the wind. Sunshine made sharp edges on the scenery, but no warmth. Sweater weather, not quite cold enough for a jacket yet, and Joyce. ...............................and I saw the hormonecream-pot in her gloved hand. However my need for sexual release was sogreat that even the pain and discomfort I knew was coming - for therewas no way for me to escape it - meant at least I would get to cum! Inno time I was squirming into the leather backrest as her fingers creamedand rubbed and squeezed and tugged in their nightly ritual, yet I heardmy own moans of pleasure and arousal before they turned into squeals ofprotest.Suddenly I was.