To your frustration I have not yet come within several inches of your moistening crotch, nor have I removed your panties. But your torment will be as ...elicious to me as sweet wine, and I will smile up at you as I detect your hips beginning to move of their own accord. When I suddenly lift your leg to nip at your buttock you will loose a surprised happy squeal of pleasure-pain that I will find so fetching, but then you will relax into a contented sigh when you feel my face gently nuzzle you. “Listen! I love you! I love Cal! I’d do anything to make you both happy! But I’m also a woman, supposedly in my sexual prime. It sure feels like it, if being horny is any way to tell!“I don’t believe the incest that produced you was wrong. I enjoyed it. Your ‘Grampa’ enjoyed it ... EVERY TIME!”“Okay. I guess I just never got the whole story before,” I said sheepishly.Mom went to sit on the couch. “Do you have anything to drink around here?” she asked. “Sure, you want water, juice, beer,. I made him lift my balls on his tongue and lick the sweat off them. We made him go from dick to dick like a hungry little cock slut. Each time he got my friend's dick in his mouth, I would slap his head and tell him to get on my dick. So he would move frantically to mine, and my friend would then slap his head and tell him to get back on his fuckmeat. We really had the little shit going! He was crying by now, of course. He had gagging problems at first. I went slowly with him. I started out. Anyway, he didn’t have any money. I was going to give him a free one because he was cute, and looked like he needed it so bad, but he said that he had an old wagon he could give me.”The blonde picked up the story. “Old man must have heard that, and saw Betty walking him off. He said that he had a horse that could pull that wagon. We went and took a look at them this morning when we went to buy the dresses. The horse looks okay. The wagon won’t hold us all, but we can take turns riding.”One of.