I had cooked all my life. That was no problem. But I did love the company of people. I could not stay there all of the time.I had found many nice litt...e local diners and restaurants to eat out when it pleased me. And I enjoyed sharing the ambience with others. I ate out maybe three or four times a week. I was becoming known in some places by the waitstaff and the even the cooks in the smaller, less elegant joints. I had been to a few bars and lounges and had not found what I would call a "home". The taboo, incestuous passion. Only a slut would grow more wet kissing her mother.I groaned into her mouth, her tongue brushing my lips. Such a wonderful mother to do such a naughty thing. To show me how to do this. To teach me. I whimpered, my brother pinching my nipple, groaning as he watched us kiss.“That's so hot, Mom,” he groaned.Mom broke the kiss. “I'm training your sister, Jalal. Do not think to lust after me. She's the slut.”“Yes,” groaned Jalal, his dick hard again, glistening with my. I have never been down here so I decided to check it out. What I saw completely surprised me. There were glory holes and wholes big enough I could go through them right to my pussy. Fuck holes. I decided fuck holes first. There were many guys here and I looked like the only girl. It looked like they were waiting for one to come around. From the sight of all the naked guys made me wet. There is a new rule in sex park that u cant wear clothing while in the park. So I am naked and watching all. Lou looked at Gail, “Did you tell him how this works.”“Not exactly, I asked if he would help and he said he would do anything we wanted, so I didn’t go any farther.” The rosiness in her cheeks had spread all the way down her neck, disappearing under her bunched up top.Lou rolled her eyes at Gail and then she looked at me. “Get the bottle and come straddle our legs and sit on your knees in the middle,” Lou instructed.Holding the bottle I crawled onto the bed. Gail’s left leg was pressed against.