..the moans again. This time they were louderand more melodic in pitch. It almost sounded like...Sarah. I hurriedlyopened the door and my wonder turne... to complete rage and disgust. Sarahwas on all fours being plowed by...Chris.******************************************************"Boy howdy Mr. Parsons...you're wife sure is a total slut. Not to mentionshe has a mighty fine pussy," Chris said between thrusts. My fistsinstantly curled up into a fist as I lunged at Chris. Chris's handimmediately. " Her pleading was cute but futile."Mother, if you really wanted me to stop you would have pushed me away...But I'm still here aren't I. I do remember telling you we were going to fuck even when Dad was around." I had relocated my hand down to her pussy which was only panty clad plus her long t shirt on due to the heat. "And your pussy is wet already?" "If you're going to do something you better hurry up, he'll be done anytime now." I couldn't believe my ears, my Mother was now suggesting that. It didn’t. It responded like a teenager’s cock meeting its first set of lips. I didn’t have to think about it. I just let things flow. I just let my instincts out again and it felt awesome. It’s no wonder I was feeling good. Visiting my mother turned any vestige of my euphoria into cosmic debris. I sat and helped her eat but she was lost, her eyes blank and only partially open and her hands shaking uncontrollably. She hadn’t a clue as to who I was. I kept trying to help her but she had a. ”Britney had gotten on the bus early to lay claims on the top bunk. The last thing she wanted to do was fight with that bitch Mandy over who got which bed. Getting bored, she pulled out a little bag from her backpack. “Might as well get high before that pubescent bitchMandy comes.’ She thought to herself. Using her pinky nail, she scooped up the white content inside the bag and quickly snorted it. After repeating this a few times, she laid back down. Her heart was beating much faster and she.