"Regina asked, "What was it like to be raised by I don't know anandrogynous woman?"Earl rubbed his beard and said, "I don't know is that what you wome...are called. I was raised in a loving home. Now, mom didn't believe insparing the rod if you know what I mean and no she wasn't abusive. Butshe wouldn't hesitate to use a switch or a paddle on us boys when westepped out of line. There were 4 boys and 1 girl and my sister is theyoungest she is about 45. She never scarred me no I did that. . (I secretly wanted him to keep on doing it)He fucks me for a while in the shower then takes me out and bends me over the dresser where there is a large mirror hanging and gets his belt and starts to spank me and I don't mean a pity spank or a tap,nope this man was full on spanking me he could see that it was pissing me off which is exactly what he wanted... "He said you've been a bad little slut and I had to punish you... but now I am going to un-tie you and let you get back at me for. Anna felt his lips stop at her sunken navel and suck at the hard flesh before he continued downward to her aching, juicing pussy."Eat me! Eat me!" Anna moaned as she felt Greg's tongue push through her thick forest of wiry cunt hairs.Greg hovered before his mother's juicing, puffy snatch-lips. His mouth was only an inch from Anna's twitching gash. River after thick, bubbling river of lava-like twat juice oozed freely from between her quivering labes and trickled down her thighs."My cunt! MY. ’ ‘Oh, I see,’ I replied, not knowing what else might be appropriate. ‘But enough about my clan. What’s happening over in the Kirsch household?’ ‘It’s… it’s a little complicated,’ I said. ‘Then simplify it for me,’ he challenged, offering me one of his two bananas. I took one and began to peel it. ‘I just feel angry lately. Some things at work didn’t go as planned… in a bad way. And I can’t help but think that if Miranda wasn’t in my life, things would have gone differently.’ I paused to.