“DAREN! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!” Diane screamed.“Oh, just looking,” he replied like a window shopper,“It’s b...en a while since I had a good look. Stillsensitive back here?” he added and asked as he slid hisindex finger into her anus!“DAREN STOP IT! GODDAMN YOU!” Diane screamed as herhusbands finger buried itself to the knuckle.He pulled out his finger with an audible “plop” to theamusement of the others.“I am afraid. She was also wearing white nylons with white heels that had tiny yellow bows on the back of them. I was so impressed of her wonderful looks that I needed to tell her often about it. After awhile of driving and talking we finally made to our spot that I use to go as a boy just to relax and just liked the scenery. It’s a little grassy clearing alongside a little clear brook. My mother unfolded the blanket and bent over to lay it down in front of me. I was immediately greeted by her pantiless bare. I just move to her back and stated liking her ass hole deeply. She thrilled like anything and turned back and kissed me, slapped me out of joy and satisfaction.Uncle seeing all this dint know what to do further.She was sucking her penis, balls, ass holes repeatedly, cyclically y as if getting anew opportunity to tastes a new man fully. She may have bored with me as am useful only to lick her, I was unable to fuck her along, I felt that so many times and wanted somebody faking hard in front of. I have it in front of me now as I write this. It's been folded and unfolded so many times over the intervening years it's in danger of falling apart. It's with me constantly. It sounds melodramatic, but I think Marcus and Naomi saved my life. When I look back on it, if he had not pointed me to those two places, things may have turned out very differently. I can see now that without the help I got back then, my life was a car wreck waiting to happen. If I hadn't got help and support, I might not.