“Okay, then. Mom, your turn. Truth or Dare?” Sarah now asked my wife.“Dare! I’m more than ready right now!” Tricia answered our youngest dau...hter.My wife licked her lips at the prospect of more sex.“I dare you to do a sex tape with Fanny and post it online, though with both of your faces and identities concealed, so that the world can watch you commit lesbian incest. Think of the views that it would get, two sexy Aussies, a mom-daughter duo, no less, getting it on together in real life!” Sarah. "Has she changed her hairstyle or her make-up? "No, she still looks like everyone in the 90's did. Dude you seriously need to bring her into this century."She's not getting funny phone calls, she not acting sneaky and she hasn't denied me sex once. She doesn't have mood swings or any of the other telltale signs of cheating whorism. "Making up words doesn't prove your point, but you are correct. Being in Vail IS the only fishy thing."So you admit she isn't fucking around? "I admit we don't know. " Honey," Sherin's husband Terence replied, "you don't have to apologise. It's not your fault your mother's not feeling well." Certainly isn't, mom," their son Jason replied, "and we did have another really hot threesome last night, didn't we?" We sure did, sweetheart," Sherin replied, smiling at her horny sex-mad son, "my pussy still feels sore from that nice hard pounding you gave it. Not to mention my ass, thanks to you, honey," she went on, smiling at her husband."Yeah, mum," Jason said,. "Wow some little girl is thirsty. The more liquids the better whenthey're taking blood for tests. Are you still thirsty sweetie?" I blinkmy eyes once meaning yes. "Good girl let me pour you another glass."I watch as she pulls a carton of orange juice out from under themedication tray. There must be a cooler or a portable refrigerator underthere because that first glass was very cold."Here ya go sweetie, take your time and drink it slowly this time Idon't want you to get a tummy ache." I do as.