After he had her shaved clean he then used his hand to rince her pussy of all the left over soap.When she was well rinsed he then rubbed a nice lotion...over her now bald pussy. He asked her "Doesn't that feel good." She nodded yes. He kept rubbing her pussy and watching her as he touched her sweet pussy. He asked "Does that feel good?" Again she said yes. He said "It looks very good. Lean back and let me enjoy your sweet pussy." As she leaned back he continued to stroke her and then his fingers. I could see Mom's hand giving me a back hand shooing motion, signaling me to leave. My response was a folding of my arms in a defiant stance. I have no idea why I did that. I should have left but I didn't.I heard my father say, "I'm ready. Get on your knees."Mom ignored me and in two seconds was on her knees with her mouth open. Dad's glistening cock was over her face as he quickly jerked it. It didn't take long before rope after rope of cum was splashing on Mom's pretty little face. Mom's. He looked down at her greasy ass-hole and pressed his fat cock-head against it. He paused a short moment, looking down at his submissive mother, making her wait for his cock to penetrate her. She turned her head to look at him, confused at the delay. He met her eyes, smiled, and pushed hard! His fat cock-head penetrated her tight hole, making it swallow his cock. He grinned, watching her eyes widen in surprise, her mouth opening uncontrollably, making a large ‘O’ shape as she began to pant,. Going to the living room window, I looked out at the snow falling. I slipped my feet into my boots and stepped outside onto the porch. Standing there, I inhaled the fresh clean mountain air and felt revitalized from the breaths. With the shotgun in my left hand, I walked to the barn. I pulled the door open, and slipped inside.Going upstairs, I went to the back of the loft, where I moved six large bales of hay and pulled out my duffel bag that I'd hidden there, months ago. I checked the lock I.