Crying and sobbing so hard I could hardly see.Then I felt the most incredible pain as either Grandpa or his friend slapped my bare cunny. Then my le...s were pushed apart and I was slapped again – a scream tried to exit my mouth – but it was too full of my uncles peepee so it came out as a gurgle. He asked them to do it again as whatever they did make my throat convulse around his cock and he liked it. I now knew that his peepee was called a cock.I was slapped again – twice – in quick. But ... shit happens. Nowhere in the plan was it mentioned that we'd have to get married before we graduated so that our daughter wouldn't be born out of wedlock.The plan also had no provision for both Dell and I, taking awful jobs, just to put a roof over our heads and food in our stomachs. And of course, there was never any mention in the plan for the economy to take a shit and leave us barely scraping by for most of our lives.But undaunted, we lived, we loved and we laughed at what life. They both sat on the floor panting.Chris stood up, “your turn” Janice.Her lips were soon on Janice’s frozen lips she could even taste Sue’s cum on her sisters lips.Janice was reeling, these were her family performing together and intent on involving her.Chris was intent on unbuttoning Janice’s shirt and Sue moved behind her pulling the shirt off her shoulders, down her arms and dropped it on the floor.Sue unclasped Janice’s bra and dropped it on the floor.Janice was helpless as Sue sucked on. Susi stand neben mir und starrte nur noch mit leeren Augen aus dem Fenster. Irgendwie brachten wir beide kein Wort heraus. Kurze Zeit sp?ter sa? ich mit der Mutter im Auto und wir fuhren in den Garten der Familie, der sich im Westen von Dresden befand. Dort hatten viele Familien ihre ?Datscha?, um den Enge der Neubausiedlungen zu entfliehen. Nachdem wir geparkt hatten ging sie vor mir in Richtung des Gartens der Familie. Sie hatte eine Art Reithose und hohe Stiefel und eine kurze Jacke an. Wie.