" Well, you still don't know, you stupid bitch. You have to do it with a relative to know what it's like." I know. Don't be angry, Heck." Why the hell...shouldn't I be angry. You can't just...you..., wait a minute, how did you get those DVDs?" My mother gave them to me." Your mother? Your mother? Who..., is your mother my mom's half-sister?" No, Heck." Then how did she get them? Why would Mom send them to her? Was she a close friend?" No Heck. Slow the fuck down. Listen, they were my mother's,. ..Mike have a look at this.You ain't ever seen a more hairy puss!'' Michael tied the last of twelve stitches and glanced down between the woman's legs.Jason parted Rachel's limbs revealing her furry pubes. Her bush of pubic hair stretched right down to her anus.Rachel cringed as the man dug his finger viciously into her vagina.Her tears ran freely the wind out of her sails.They could have her body but her mind was hers she thought to herself.Rachel had been with a number of guys in her. The red dress clung to her; unfortunately her figure didn’t do the dress justice. The tight dress showed up the spare motorcycle tyres she had stuffed around her body. Somehow she managed to make the dress with its plunging neckline and high hemline, the deeper red tights, and the bright red shoes look elegant rather than slutty; but there was no mistaking the fact that this was not a good look for someone north of 5 stones overweight. Her face bore the distinct lines of a dark growth of hair. Daddy could feel my breasts and the way my nipples were hardening and poking his chest; as he held me. He could also smell my sex as he held me tightly. I could feel his cock twitching between my butt cheeks.'Baby, tell daddy what's troubling you.' He could feel tears wetting his top as my shoulders shook.Wriggling on his hardening cock, I could feel myself getting warmer and moister. 'I, I can't do it daddy,' was all I said.'You can't do what baby,' holding me away from him so he could look.