This did happen, probably in a more erotic way than I wrote it and to protect those involved, I wrote their names differently, except Ann because fuck...it. When I was a freshman in high school, I didn’t really know any better. I grew up with three older sisters and ever since I could remember, I always took a bath with my youngest of my older sisters who I’m just going to name Velma to protect her identity. I never really gave a big deal about seeing her naked since I’ve taken baths with her. He slumped limply in his wheelchair, wearing striped pajamas and a brown bathrobe, his eyes ogling blindly ahead, a thin drool forever flowing down one side of his slack, expressionless face. Mr. Johnson had been blown almost to pieces on Taiwan. Even at my age I realized without being told that the man would never move or talk or lift a spoon of soup to his face.Martha Jane would watch quietly as they performed this almostnightly routine for their brief stay in the open air. I would look up at. That must have been why she came home so quickly, Donna realized. She'd forgotten it.Walter turned around when he heard the noise, his eyes growing wide as he saw his wife. How could he possibly explain the scene she saw in front of her? His pants down, his stiff cock starting to soften, as his daughter rested on her knees with her face covered in cum?Luckily, he didn't have to. Before anyone could speak, Donna's mother spun around and stormed out the back door. Her car started up a few seconds. Dad took mom’s boobs in his hand and started pressing it and fondle them, and then started fucking mom hard. Mom was screaming”aaaaaaah aaahhh aaaaah ummmmm aaahhhhh ummmmmmmmmmmm hmmmmmm aaaaaaa uhhhhhhhh ohhhh aaaaah aahha ahaha ummmm hmmmmm aaaaaah.” Mom was out of breath and all sweaty, dad was also breathing heavily. Dad stopped stroking mom and mom kissed dad and rested for few moments.Dad then laid mom back on the bed and parted her legs, and placed her leg on his shoulder and then.