I didn’t quite know what to do. I wanted to pound on the door and stop them. I wanted to know what on earth was going on. But at the same time, I no...iced that the unmistakable sounds of sex had gotten my motor going. I mean even if it was wrong, it sounded very hot. Mom definitely sounded like she was enjoying herself.The next thing I knew I was sitting on the ground with my back against the wall next to her door, rubbing my soaking pussy to the sounds of my brother absolutely fucking our. " Oh Tom. Believe me. I'm getting exceptional fucking. You needn't concern yourself with that."I leaned over and gave Tara a peck on the lips then turned my attention to her daughter, my honey and lover. She saw the look in my eyes and just laid back on the couch, spread her legs and got ready for whatever it was that was coming.I leaned down and kissed her passionately for a few minutes, then started down her body, culminating at the beautiful slit between her legs. With the crotchless undies. After a while we decided to quit and have our picnic lunch we,d brought along washed down by some wine I,d let cool in the ice sold water. We ate the sandwiches sat on an old blanket then Mom suggested we get a tan and took out a tube of sun lotion suggesting I rub it on her. I started with her face and forehead then her neck, shoulders and arms before she removed her halter top and let me rub lotion in those nice big tuts with their incredible nipples. Knowing how much I,d missed suckling at. It was there that she sold herself to him, in a place where she was alone with him and completely unprotected.Gilberto casually asked her price for anal sex. Unwittingly she signed her death warrant by confessing she had never done it. Gilberto’s mind finished with the memory by imaging how the naked young prostitute had struggled underneath him. Gilberto jumped his vision to thoughts of butt humping a pinned and struggling Frida.His weak and shriveled conscience tried one last time, again.