They were both surprised when he turned away from downtown Lubbock and headed north on I-27.“Where the hell is he going?” Taylor asked after forty...five minutes of driving north.Whitaker had to tail far behind, since they were on an isolated strip of highway and with not many cars on the road around him. Brooks’s car was a small object in the distance, barely distinguishable.“I have no idea.”They followed him for another forty-five minutes when they hit Amarillo, one of the larger cities in the. She knelt down to have a perfect view of me and my older sisters. “Enjoy, Jenny.”“I will,” I said then frowned. “You've had sex with my sisters before me. I never even knew and...” My eyes widened. “You were gone forever at my nineteenth birthday slumber party! You slipped off to have a threesome with them, didn't you?”“You noticed?” she said. “Thought everyone had passed out by then.”I shuddered. I was learning so much about my family. On Sunday I didn't know my twin sisters were lovers and. I cried myself to sleep on a smelly mattress sleepingnext to daddy. helet me wear one of his prettier nighties.**********i called my wife to see if She would listen to some reasoning and let meback home. Shetold me that Mistress Sandy had brought Her some tapes to view -- tapesof memasturbating into my panties, of me screwing Miss Becky, and of me givinga blow job todaddy and then being fucked in the ass by daddy. She demanded a divorceand hung upthe phone.**********Miss Becky knocked on. ..” I couldn’t even finish the sentence. Luckily, she could.“I’ve always craved you.”“I don’t know what to say.”“Tell me you feel the same way,” she said, her eyes suddenly hungry. Again, the angle lowered. The top of her chest was visible, the swell of her breasts apparent at the bottom of the screen. She was almost certainly topless. I couldn’t help but remember her perfect breasts, still the frequent object of my daydreams, round and full and breath-takingly firm.“I’m married...” I began..