K."Fuck! We are so screwed," I said after I finished reading the letter aloud so they all could hear it."No we're not. We have the motor home for now ...o sleep in until we can get the cave ready. If you think about it, the cave will be better to live in because it will stay around the same temperature and it will offer us protection from winter and animals. We don't know what the winter will be like here. Also, think, he said we're in the equivalent of 12,000 BC. That means Mastodons, Sabertooth. I'm all tensed up and i need it quickly. We can take a bath afterwards, but now ... just do it, honey. Just do me."Sharon looked straight into her mother's eyes from a mere two inches away, connecting with her soul in a sexual, incestual way. Her hands slowly moved down her mother's back, over her skirted ass until they moved down her mother's hips and thighs, and finally reached the hem of her skirt. The teenage girl grabbed it and slowly pulled it upward.First the band of her mother's tan. Fir unone muze kaha ki suraj me jab kahu tab jaldi se bus me chad jana.Mene ha kaha.Bus me bhut bheed thi.Tab summer chalu tha.Pahle me bus me chadha.Fir mere iche aunty chadhi.Wo mere ekdam samne khadi thi.Mera lund unke gand ko touch kar raha tha.Or fir bus chalne lagi.Jaise jaise bus uchalti tab mera lune unke gand pe ghis raha tha.Muze maja aa raha tha.Par dar bhi lag raha tha.Fi mene himmt karke lund ko unke gand ke bich me fasane laga.Or wo ekdam kadak ho gaya tha.Or muze lagta hai ki. "One of them is that there's some sort of relationship ongoing between the two of you and the other is that there's a distinct family resemblance, well distinct to the trained eye that is." Helen is my birth mother," I said."No fucking way!" exclaimed Carly."Way," I replied. "She contacted me five years ago, we got chatting and found we liked each other enough to keep in contact. I just haven't brought it up with anyone as I'm not sure how they'd react." Smart of you," said Carly. "Mum and Dad.