Leaning back against a log, he felt a swelling between his legs and looks down his body across his chest and six-pack abs. He sees the front of his pa...ts bulging and smiles as he runs his hand across the bulge feeling the heat from it.He opens up his pants and the lump jumps up a few inches. He reaches over and grabs his sleeping bag and pushes it under his head, lifting it up. He watches as the lump grows bigger and bigger by the second, his excitement growing knowing that his underwear will. This pleased the head of the band and Erin gave him and his guys a raise starting the day she took over. Of course they would be making more money from the tip jars than what Shelly paid them or what Erin would increase the salary."You have made your Widdle Ewin vewy vewy happy," she rubbed his good thigh as they drove back to their little abode that would not be theirs in a few months."This baby talk of yours ... well I kinda like it but that usually means you want your ass fucked." How did. Cunt was written on the lower part of belly. Tit was written on my chest and something else was written on my backside. Debbie walked in closer and had a worried look on her face. Brother Stan placed his hands between my legs and spread them. He then cupped both breasts and asked, “What are these”? “They are my breasts”. That answer got me a sharp slap with the riding crop. I did not know what he wanted and the delay got me another stripe on my backside. Brother Stan asked, “can you read.”. As he kissed her, I could see that my cousin's hand was inching closer and closer to my mother's awesome breasts. Then he got a huge handfull of one of them and squeezed and fondled it to beat hell, before she finally jerked away from him and planted herself firmly in my arms in the intensely quick process. "Looks like it's your turn," my cousin said to me with a laugh. "Or are you afraid to kiss your own mama that way?" I didn't know what to do, but I figured my mother was safer kissing me.