” “Tell RJ about going to the funeral home to see Rudy naked after the accident and being embalmed as you sucked off the funeral director.”“RJ... your Mom is a real fucking pig, right Toni?”“Yes,” she replied.“Yes what?” Asked her brother.“Yes I am.”“You are WHAT?”“I’m a pig.”“What kind of pig are you sis?”“A fucking PIG, like you said.”By now my cock was about as hard as the largest bolder in this world and I wanted to be part of talking dirty to my Mom like uncle Marty was. To call her a slut. "Was that supposed to happen?" Sean inquired into his radio."Not yet," replied Derek. "The dam didn't hold up to all the rain." Best laid plans and all that then," Sean replied. "Do you want us to press on with our push then?" Affirmative," Derek called. "Most of them have their backs to the water so this may just work to our advantage." Will do then," Sean said. "Let's get this party started."He waved to the men in the distance who were seated atop their grazing horses. They acknowledged his. While trying to staunch the flow with the T-shirt she'd been wearing, she lifted it briefly to get a good look at the injury's extent."There's a large gash on her head that's about four inches long," she reported to her brother, "and I can't get the bleeding to stop. What do I do, Brandon? I'm not a fucking doctor!" You are now, Sis," he gave her a field promotion on the spot. "Can you make it down to the galley? There's an unopened bottle of Scotch in the cupboard beside the sink, bottom shelf. "Fuck me, that's good, Keisha, you're tonguing my snatch from behind now. Yes, let that tongue in there deep and put those lips to work too. Get my cum out there and drink it too, do it for me." "I am, woman, and don't just tease my husband with your hands and knockers; he loves getting his cock sucked too. I've trained him to hold his load, but I think you can still break him if you want it bad enough." "I do want it, Joe, but remember, I just need your wood in that hole down there, got it?".