Your poor mother was sickly even back then and her milk never really came in like it should. I had just had my second boy and my milk was still flowin.... I've always considered you just like my own son.”“Do you do this with your own boys?” I asked as she started to unbutton her top and reveal her huge fleshy soft breasts.“Oh heavens no. You are special Master Reese, you are the son of a long line of privileged and royal blood. My children don't need the kind of care you need. I consider this to. The sly old fox.Pop and Rachel went to Las Vegas for a week in early December. When they returned we were informed there was no need to plan for a wedding in June. Rachel's daughter was slightly miffed and was thinking of causing some sort of problem when Rachel told her if she did anything to upset Pop she would not inherit a cent in fact she would never talk to her again. Rachel muttered something about her being just like Mathew, bullheaded, self-serving and domineering. That subject was. When I sat, my skirt would ride up even more, exposing my bright pink thong to anyone who sat across from me, despite my best efforts to conceal it by crossing my legs or gluing them together. It was no use. I just sat there and let the guys enjoy the view.I was sitting on the couch between two of my husband's friends, Rodney and Ken. Rodney is a well-built, muscular black guy and Ken is a tall, cute white man. Rodney and Ken playfully caressed my naked legs and bare back throughout the night. Not that she felt she wasn't worthy of love, but she knew that society still had a lot of hang-ups when it came to disabled people having sex. Bob and Webb had no qualms about taking members of their family to bed. Both men have fucked both their older and younger sisters. i****t had been a part of their family for years. Bob knew that there would come a time when bedding his young daughter would become an issue. Bob thought it would best that Bea does not participate in their family sex game,.