I like I suspected, she didn't hate me. She cared for me, her love unconditional and soft. She didn't react so badly to Clint's diluted attention. She...accepted it far better than I did, reveling in the time she could have with him.I bent over the hood of the car, my pussy dripping hot juices down my thighs. I groaned as my nipples kissed the cold hood of the trunk. I shifted on it and... I heard someone moving in the trunk. My mother was in there bound up. What had she done?What would Clint do. Gang bangs and bondage, getting fucked in all her holes, the sensation of being filled by countless dicks pulsating inside her, filling her with semen made her wet.To stimulate herself more, she kept lube and a slender vibrating dildo on her soap stand. Rubbing her pussy juice all over her clit with one hand, she used her other hand to squirt some lube on her asshole and slowly push her toy in. She loved the sensation of the tip of the phallus pushing against her rectum, the feeling of it being. Not what dad?? You gotta tell me. Nothing honey its a matter of we adults. I am an adult now mom. Stop hiding and spill it out. Martha looked at John, then decided something and looking sternly at Katy said, You are not mature enough to be told everything right now. Go and have your breakfast. Katy looked at them angrily and stomped back to the dining room banging the door behind her. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. Katy went up to her room, all sad and. "They turned to the next page and he looked at the next photos. In onephoto taken the next year his mom was dressed like a punk rock kid and inanother his dad was a girl on the dance team. On the next page his momwas a skateboarder and his dad was posing with a group of girls wearing aminiskirt and heels. The final set of pictures showed his mom and dad asseniors posing with their dates for the Swap Week dance. His mom waswearing a suit and had her arm around a girl in a pink dress, while.