Matt had told me how he won tickets' to a new band and then Matt dropped a bomb shell. He had traded a ticket to a girl for her sexual favors. But it ...as not just any girl, Matt had bought sex with his older half-sister with that ticket. He bragged about how he fucked her like a slut for a stupid ticket. His words burned into my brain "girls will fuck you for a ticket to a hot group."Matt offered "now that I fucked her it is not as if she won't be fucking me again, hell I traded the ticket for. My urgency to reach the safety of my room was in part spurred on by the throbbing hard-on in my shorts, and the hope my mother hadn’t seen it in the dim corridor light.As the door closed behind me, I reached down, opened my shorts and grasped my hard cock. I had just felt my mother’s breasts against my body, her naked breasts squashed tight. Then, to turn my heaven into complete paradise, she had stood there just long enough for me to see her complete naked body, and I was so turned on. To. The guy whose cock was in my wife's mouth (I would later find out his name was Peter of all things) started to grunt and moan loudly. His hands had dropped down to my wife's head and was holding it in place as he fucked her face. His cock looked to be about 6, 6 ½ inches and was white. Didn't look unusually thick or anything. The only thing unusual about it was that it was thrusting in and out of my wife's face, his balls bouncing against her chin. I saw one last thrust and then Peter held her. I continued along the path and heard some yelling. I hurried until I could see something. It was a small group of people, if you could call eight-foot tall bright red men people, attacking a single farmstead. I could see (with the binoculars) that an arrow had wounded one of the red men, and that they were behind cover.I eased up behind them. I heard a voice in my head saying, "Help me, please, they will kill me and steal my food."I guess they heard it, too. They all turned toward me and.