."; I had a long list of conditions that he merrilyaccepted.I chose Saturday night at 9 o'clock. Not because that was some sexy,magical time. No: rath...r because it was the first available time toplausibly get this done and over with, hopefully, once and that's it.He lunged onto the bed and lay on his chest. He spread his legs. He puthis hands under the pillow on which he rested his head.That smile. That fucking smug smile of his. I'll never forget it.I basically did as he had described and. She wanted to be that girl.That night, she went home and jilled herself to sleep, fantasizing about being raped in Pioneer Park, about being used by gangs and drug dealers, about being fucked beyond the limits of her body.The thought wouldn't go away. She spent a week secretly touching herself at work and at home, but the rape fantasies were only getting hotter. She couldn't concentrate on anything.Friday, she went out and picked up a guy at a bar. They fucked. He fell asleep. She was bored.. "Let's give these kids a real show." She pressed her tits into his flank and rubbed. "Ummmm."Natalie sighed, her eyes flowing over her mother's naked body. "Wouldn't it be great if we could get your mother to join us?"Sandy nodded, her eyes on Helen's ass. "Yeah." She licked her lips. "I wanna suck out Stormy's cum, Natalie. Okay?" Sure," Natalie said, keeping her eyes on her mother as she whimpered and rubbed her naked body against Stormy's frame.Helen listened to the children as she turned. Had Dad fucked Jessie during one of the five parties she said she’d attended? Almost certainly. She was a real pretty girl; he’d have been a fool not to nail her. That rankled a bit. Okay, Jessie owed me nothing, but I’d have been happier if my Dad hadn’t screwed her before I ever met her.Would I fuck Mom if she came onto me? I’d surely be able to tell it was her, even if she didn’t recognize me. Jeez, I didn’t know that either. Yeah, she was a fox, but could I keep up my pretense of being a.