.. uh ... having sexual relations with your brother." Yeah. I saw Dad fuckin' the shit outa Max in our bathroom." Bathroom? You mean where just anybod... could walk in? Wasn't the door locked?" We don't lock the doors. I mean, it's just us three, and Dad always said we'd seen each other naked before, so it didn't matter if one of us saw somebody else pissin' or shittin' or something." So how did you find them?" It was last night. Kinda late. I was asleep, and I woke up with a hardon. I thought. Your mother, despite her age, is still a spitting image of sex. Large double D breasts, slim waste, large child bearing hips. She's been single since your father left doing the best she can to raise you and your sisters, between working two jobs, and trying to do everything entailed by motherhood. You and your mother have always been very close, and you've been able to talk to her about everything from drugs to your sex life.You didn't just drop out of college from lack of motivation, you had. When he saw me looking at him he called out hey shortie, which was my nick name from my baseball days, he still called me that even though I was taller than him now. So I just waved and went back to watching the water soon he walked down and stood in front of me he asked me what I was doing out so late I told him the story and he said I'll be your date tonight. I thought he was kidding so I smiled and said you can't be my date your married and your to old for me. He asked me how old I was now I. Your dad was so good at licking my feet. He would lick them for hours and it felt so relaxing.’ ‘I am really sorry Ma’am. I want to learn how to lick your beautiful feet properly. I beg you Ma’am please teach me how to lick them properly.’ ‘How do I teach you? I never taught your dad.’ ‘I am sorry ma’am. Can I suggest that when I don’t lick them properly, please slap me hard with you feet. Then I will know how not to lick. And when I am doing it properly then please pat me your feet so that I.