Mom saw me at the door and mimed unbuttoning a shirt and pulling down a zipper without breaking her up and down humping rhythm of the guy under her. T...en she made that gesture where you stick out your thumb and little finger and hold your hand up to your ear and pretend you’re talking on the phone. Then she mouthed the words ‘School called’ and I knew I was in trouble. Mommy laughed, made the unzip motion again and went back to fucking her guy like she was never going to fuck another man again.. I helped by polishing the gun muzzles after they were sawed off, and that sped up the preparation of the guns right smartly. I told the gunsmith to forget about the front sights on the guns, since I figured that the spread of the shot was going to make it totally unnecessary to have sights. He agreed that I was probably correct, and I left the gunshop in a happy mood.We ate lunch in the hotel restaurant before we started home. About a mile out of town, we stopped long enough to try out the new. I had asked her to let me up and she declined telling me to just let it go right there. As I felt it start to flow out of me I felt her hand grab my dick and start to direct it so I was pissing on her and myself and that was when I became aware that she also had started to piss on my chest. It took several seconds but after we had emptied our bladders on each other she had than position her soaked cunt over my face and began to lick my dick. I was hesitant at first but figured I might as well. “You know what they’re doing, Allison. It’s their business, that’s all.”“But--“But what, Allison?”“Why are they doing it here?”From glimpses of her and Mel, and her and her siblings, she knew quite well what was going on, even if she herself was still virgin. I think she was, but actually I didn’t know for sure. The kids had seen us more than once. We’d talked about it with them, talked about family and caring for each other and all the rest. As far as we know they weren’t scarred by what they.