I've missed you so much, son." No sooner had she said those words, I'd agreed and was in my car on my way to her house. Soon I was there knocking on h...r door. As it opened, I saw she was wearing a very sexy silk dressing gown that hugged her figure and I noticed she was also wearing black high heeled shoes. I thought that was a bit strange if she was sitting in the house in her nightwear.My mother hugged me on the doorstep and once more I felt her tits pressing against me and her warm breath on. I bent down, you know, like a girl, legs straight, aching my back as usual. I grabbed a couple of bags as I felt two big hands groping my ass and jumped back up, facing him, pointing my finger :o -"Hey, young man! Stop it! That's not cool! Your dad is waiting in the car! Now, take these bags and leave!" I was backed up against the wall as he leaned over me and smiled with a horny grin on his face ... -"Well, I told dad this might take a while, cause I wanted to see your record collection. But. ... my sister is my lover, has been since we were little. So you're sitting with a woman who fucks her own sister. I will again, as soon as I see her. Still interested? I fucked my mother, Tom, my own mother, yeah, before I was sixteen, and her lover, too. I fucked them both. Before I came up here I was a little whore in Los Angeles, I did parties and orgies. and made a ton of money. I got on the wrong side of some mob guys there, Tom, this is true, and I had to get out of there fast. They. I'm sure my mouth hung open. We were sitting in, well, what certainly was the nicest restaurant either of us had been to. To our right was what was surely a tourist couple in their Sunday best. The group on our left, I'd sensed they were well-to-do. Very well-to-do. This certainly was one of the occasions we'd looked forward to on this trip. I considered Vivian's outrageous words. And with a sinking feeling, I couldn't escape the realization that she most definitely meant them.I recalled what.