I licked the top of the nearest breast and shook out some salt. When I used my tongue I tried to be dainty like the girls, but I also managed to swipe...her nipple. She moaned a little. The shot went down and we were kissing. Rather she was raping my mouth. Her tongue found mine and whipped it back and forth. She washed the inside of my lips and, withdrawing slightly, also ran her tongue over the outside of my lips. We separated. I handed the salt shaker to Cass. Cass lunged at the breast in. I make my way over to my big leather desk chair, pussy already wet in anticipation. Hiking up my skirt around my waist, I settle myself into the cold leather, and turn myself around to face the window. Despite working at least four floors higher than the neighbouring buildings, I love the feeling that someone might be able to spot me at any moment, even though I know that it’d be highly unlikely. I let my body relax as my right hand slips below the waistband of my old grey knickers. Not the. There are no other cars here yet, not that they will be far behind; "we" make it a point of pride to be here earlier than everyone else.Silently i get out of the car, i can hear my parents starting to talk but i ignore them. I close the door and walk to the boot of the car, clicking it open and taking out my suitcase. I walk to the door and tap my feet impatiently while i wait for my parents to open it, Dad fumbles for a few seconds before he gets it in; the lock clicks and the door swings. I knew what she wanted now. Her lips were painted bright red and she looked more of a whore than bride.I slapped her face. "This is what you want cunt! You want to be ****d and abused." Yes Dave! Yes! Your mother wants to be treated like a slut," she said, "Fuck me Dave! Aaaahhhh! God! Fuck me hard."I continued slapping my mother's face and milking her tits while abusing her. I urged the man again.. "Fuck the cunt! Fuck my mother!" He drove his huge member up her cunt and suddenly froze. I knew.