I work sometimes from home and late nights I love to write and draw there. My shades are always open.Kurt and Karen kept the shades down most of the ...ime, sometimes opened the window, saw them fight more than 10 times and heard them too. But about 5 months ago, everything changed.One night I was drawing some blue prints a client for Saturday morning when about 6 o clock and with all the freedom in her house, she came out of the bathroom in one huge white towel covering from her boobs to. "Okay then," said Connie, glancing around for a moment or two before looking back at Charles. She then bit her lip. Awkward silence followed for a second or two as she just stared at him.Charles waited. He had learned to be patient with this girl. He knew that eventually she would say what she wanted to say. Sometimes it just took time."Do you remember your suggestion to me?" Connie asked finally in a hesitant voice."Which one?" Charles asked without thinking. Then a light popped on and he bit. I swallowed and waited for the film crew to view my empty mouth before I took another actor orally. We would be shooting for another hour, at least, as we each had 10 men apiece to finish off. My daughter had shown up high, as usual, excited and speaking quickly, most likely a result of doing more coke to stay awake. She had been fucking nearly non-stop since the beginning of our tour and her youth and the d**gs made it possible. I worried about her, but at this moment I tried to concentrate. ..who..talk" were the only words that came from her mouth."Oh godddd" Margie moaned, as the felt the swollen head press against her engorged pussy opening. Then, fingers began to slowly lift the blindfold from her eyes.In the dim light, Margie's eyes fluttered open. She was laying here,,,nude...dripping pussy cream; staring into the lust filled eyes of her son...Tom."Mom" the young man moaned above her. She could hear the desire in his voice. The sheer hunger and need. But...this was her SON.