She was wearing her gown loosely and her boobs were visible as well as rich black pubic hair. I had stiff rod again. I came upon an idea; she had brou...ht in bread butter and jam for breakfast. I told my mother to lie down and applied butter on her nipple and jam onto her cunt and started licking the butter off her boobs and jam off her cunt. She was enjoying this thoroughly and moaning “Fuck me sten, fuck u mother fucker.” I had long since known that my mom was a nymphomaniac and was willing to. After I was born, my dad enjoyed the novelty of being married. While all his friends were married to middle-aged women who stopped taking care of themselves, he was enjoyed being the object of their envy every time he walked into a room with his hot nineteen-year-old trophy wife on his arm.Slowly, the novelty wore off. By the time Beth, my sister was born two years later, he was barely home. He was usually away on business in London, Singapore, or South America. Sure he always brought us. I could hear his breath quickening and his erection hardened even more in my grip. I moved myself down his body and licked the pre-cum off the end off his dick. He tasted so sweet. I ran my tongue up and down the length of his shaft, moistening it ready to take into my mouth. I teased the tip of his dick with my warm lips before placing my tongue over it and taking it deep into my throat. I heard him moan as he grabbed my hair with one hand. This sent shivers to my pussy and I felt it become. "I guess I gib him some pussy, or blow job, if he wan'." Apparently the question had been settled, for her."The day of the party had arrived, and we took care of our shifts, before the party started. It was to begin at 1800, and would end at around 22, or 2300, so everyone could get home before the curfew. Even the Vietnamese were subject to the curfew. Men would be beaten, and women would be taken to the local jail, and held for a MINIMUM of three days, during which, they would be tied to a.