The 19 year-old ne’er-do-well fingered Evan’s clinched brown hole.”I’ma loosen yo’ punk pussy up before I murder it,” he laughed.Evan was ...troking Kevin and Marcos while continuing to suck Nelson. Victor pushed inside. Evan yelped. He got into a solid rhythm and worked his hips side to side stretching the fleshy ass cheeks.“You like how my cholo fucks that big round faggit booty,” checked Kevin. Evan groaned his agreement.“This is ass is good,” Victor grunted.“Let me get some,” belted Marcos.. “Get your brother Joe’s cock cage. One of yours won’t fit Toad’s girth,” Mike ordered Kyle to go up to Joe’s bedroom and retrieve a cock cage for me. Mike reminded us that Joe used to wear them years ago when his mother was in charge of the household.Misery was in the center of the living room where the coffee table should be. She was on all fours and bound with elaborate shibari rope bondage so that she could barely move. Her legs were tied to her thighs, and her upper arms were tied to her. We savoured the exquisite dryness of a white wine from the Valley of the Loire as we talked about Canada, Florida and France, of poetry and music, of books and of films, and all the while we gazed into each other’s souls and hardly knew what we ate. Beneath the table my feet enclosed hers, whilst above, tentative, accidental touchings of fingers became entwinings, and we both knew that we wished to be entwined completely. Who know what time we left, or how long it was before we closed my door. "Branwen! What are You saying?! Kevin is Your Uncle! Your Mommy's Br other! They would never..." OH,Yes They Would!" Branwen insisted. She walked over to the phone,picked up the receiver and offered it to me. "Call Her up and ask Her! I know She does! I know it for a fact,because I was listening in on one of the phone's extensions when Brittany was telling her si ster,Brigett,that she saw Mommy and Uncle Kevin in the greenhouse! Brittany told Her that she watched Mommy giving Him a Blow Job.