The neck of the top scooped down quite far, showing off a long, curved line of cleavage. She had a long black skirt going down to the floor, which had...a slit running up its left side, starting from the floor, terminated at her hip bone. It was a heavy material that had a slight sheen, like water at night, rippling with every move she made. The skirt had a flowery, lacy fringe, running along most of its edge getting smaller as it went to her hip. The candy striped stockings were still there,. ." No Mom." Beth said suddenly."No Mom what?" Mike asked confused."We get you back. I've changed. My life is very different now." Beth said moving close to Randy.Mike recognized what was happening. "You're confused honey. You don't know what you're doing. I know that your feelings are so very overwhelmed right now but I think that in time..." I'll feel the same as I do right now. Did you feel any differently about Dad? Even when you tried to deny it Mom, did you really feel differently? Do you. “I TOLD you, you stupid bitch!” said the first man, a bullit skimming her thigh. Though it hadn’t been a direct hit it was still an unbearable amount of pain. He looked satisfied at her grimace and the tears leaking from her eyes. He pushed her against the second man, and he was against the wall. She was sandwiched between them and conveniently where Patrick had no choice but to watch in horror. “Please!” she cried, “Please, just don’t…” He grabbed his own dick, exploring until he found. The older I got the sexier she got and the more erections I got. Then one day when I was fourteen I overheard a conversation that Mom and Dad were having in the kitchen.Dad said, “God woman, why do you even bother wearing those panties and that T-shirt at all?”Mom replied, “It makes me feel sexy.”Dad said, “Yes, but it drives your son and your husband crazy.”Mom replied, “I know that. I like driving my men crazy.”Dad said, “Yeah but I get to fuck you and your son has to walk around all day long.