Gosh, I thought, wiping my brow and sitting up. I wondered how Ellen was feeling, after what we did last night together, and why she wasn't here, in t...e bed, to greet me?Then I suddenly realized what this was probably all about and a sense of fear and dread came over me.I had taken advantage of the situation last night, I told myself. Ellen had gotten drunk and I had used that to my advantage and used and raped her, even after she told me that she was placing herself in my hands for. He lead her out of the station and out into the busy streets, her heart was racing and it seemed everyone was looking at her and the fact she was being lead. The reality was probably nobody cared but that wasn’t how she felt inside. “Just walk normally” he said, “no one cares” as if he was reading her mind and he walked on a quite a pace. Samantha was trying to walk fast but in the heels she had worn it wasn’t easy, especially whilst concentrating on keeping the coat pulled down and closed as. They were drawing closer to the forbidden line that family members were never supposed to cross, and neither of them felt guilty.It was almost a year after their first kiss. It was a typical afternoon for Janet and Rob. School had let out and their parents were both still at work. So the pair ran upstairs to Janet's room (Janet thought Rob's room was too messy) for their usual rendezvous. They lay out on the bed, kissing and hugging."You look beautiful with your hair like that," Rob said. Janet. The enjoyed with his hot breath washing over her privates, his tongue and lips on her clit, dipping into her slit, and even her son's tongue delving momentarily into her ass crack. It was so deliciously nasty and depraved and she loved every minute of it."Oh shit, baby. You make your mother feel so fucking hot. Lick it. Taste it. Lick and taste your mother's hot wet cunt."Mark was tasting it from the moment his tongue had touched her crotch. He put his index fingers on her labia and spread her.