In a way, she played into my hands, by leading my arm,she didn’t get to see my face, by taking me into thegarden we entered a darkness, ‘I...am gagging for asmoke,’ she said, ‘and horny as hell.’I laughed, heading into a darkened corner, navigatingKaren to a bench, whilst conscious of the light fromthe window, we would be able to see in, but theywouldn’t see what I was about to do. Karen lit a cigarette, she sat up on the back of thebench, I moved unto her, our. I introduced myself and looked around to see my wife moving beside me. I was used to seeing her dressed as she was so didn't think too much of it. She also introduced herself and we stood there for a few minutes chatting about the area and our background. With the sun beaming down on us it did little to hide the wonderful view of my wife. Her pink nipples and small b**sts were clearly visible through the slip along with a small triangular patch of pussy hair clearly visible too.After a few. I was nearly nineteen then and my younger sister, Charlene, or Charlie, was sixteen. As such, when I came home that summer from college and my mother was just a short while away from death, I noticed that my father's gazes were now turned to Charlie and I feared she would let the man act on his impure thoughts.My name is Mackenzie, or Mack. I am a lot like my mother, level-headed, conservative, and thoughtful. I like to make plans and follow through with them to the letter. My sister, however,. My mother probably just needs her fix of bitching at me for whatever reason, while my pervert father just sits there watching. Ugh, this is why I moved three states away.” “This couldn’t have come at a worst time; those guys we met a couple days ago are throwing a huge party, Saturday! I got a peak at the guest list before we left and it looks like there’s gonna’ be some hot guys showing up.” Kaitlin said with a smile, lying back on the bed. “Don’t remind me. Just promise you.