According to him, the only regret he had was not giving my mom more children. My mother neither married nor dated again.“Honey, I have a favor to as... you.” she looked up at me with dramatically pleading and fluttering eyes.She was wearing a white bathrobe, and I was sure she had just come from the pool. It wouldn’t be a giant leap of imagination to know she was naked underneath. Her dark Mediterranean skin contrasted nicely with the white. At 5’0”, she was over a foot shorter than me. Bathrobes. Ean’s eyes followed. I picked up my tiny little pair of panties. They looked so small before I put them on. Fresh from my dresser after a fluff dry. I leaned forward and lifted my leg to slip it through the little hole. Ean was watching me. I looked back at him. Not to his face that time. I knew his face showed no emotion. I looked to his pants. That place, I found to show a massive amount of emotion the other day. I found it again. What I never really noticed before was now impossible not to. Well, I had become so accustomed to drinking piss, eating shit, and swallowing all manner of bodily secretions and discards, that I swallowed her vomit while resisting the urge to puke it back up.The week went by normally after that. Then the following Saturday, Laurie came into the bathroom with the Japanese girl. "And you saw our toilet slave, Leiko?" Yes," she said in a soft voice with a Japanese accent.A moment later, Darcie and Francesca came in. "Welcome to the house, Leiko!" Thanks! It. The uncle dropped his jaws. I can understand that because he must have not seen such a hot lady in this way I his entire life, she then opened her blouse.The man was luring on her boobs. My mom smiled and asked what happened? Uncle said nothing you are very beautiful. My mom was standing in bra. She said you want them to feel it? Uncle said”yess my dear. Mom then came closer to him and sat on his laps. They started kissing each other. The man hugged mom toughly and opened her bra from behind..