I was driving like hell, and thought of my guns. I felt under the seat and felt two of the .45s lying on a pile cloths. I could see two of the M1 – ...arbines standing in the corner, behind my seat. I nearly lost it, on my turn, as I hit the gravel on the shoulder of the County Line Road.My mind was racing, and I knew I couldn’t come up to the house from the middle of the farm. I passed the first turnoff and cut down the dirt road that runs beside the levee. I wanted to come up behind the house. She moved until her feet were on either side of his legs. Then she slowly squatted and reached for his penis.Vince's face was wild with passion now. He watched as his wife held his penis to her moistened lips. He let another moan escape as she brought the head into her hole. When he tried to push upward, she moved away and giggled. It was her turn to tease him."C'mon, Marge, don't tease, not now."But Margie knew him better than he knew himself. She did it again and again, letting only the head. Noisily sucking her own tits, Marge slid forward, legs spread wide, knees now pulled up and back almost to her shoulders, exposing her long slitted cunt. In seconds John was there diving between her thighs. He placed his hands beneath her silky ass cheeks, lifted her ass up, and pressed her now drooling cunt against his lips. It covered his open mouth while he forced his tongue deep inside the musky folds of her cunt. “Darling, darling, my darling son!” as she placed her hands behind his head. ”“OH honey! I’m sorry. What happened?”What could I tell her? Daddy chased him off and has been sexually tormenting me for two days since and I’m ignoring Colin and it’s a disaster? “Don’t know, just…it didn’t feel right.”“Well, focus on school and your friends and someone else will come along, I’m sure.”The vibrating wasn’t stopping.My parents began talking about bills and things my mom needed done around the house while she was gone, the usual check-in. Neither of them noticed the beads.