How disgusting... Well I'll teach you, you little bastard... How dare you smell your own mother's panties?... How can you do such a nasty thing?... I ...m your own mother for God's sake!!!" Mom... Please forgive me... Please forgive me... I promise that I'll never do this again..." I can't believe this... My own son doing such filthy things... Masturbating to the thought of two boys having sexual intercourse with their mother... Smelling my worn panties... You wait until I tell your father about. I can't remember where it was but it was very far and by a lake. It was hot and humid just like any other night. I wore a denim mini skirt which was probably about 7-8 inches above my knee, a white blouse which I unbuttoned at the top and an old pair of flip flops to top it off. Yes it was a very revealing outfit, but as I stated earlier I enjoyed showing off my hard work, plus the heat is a killer. So anyways when we got there everybody was having a good time and the party turned out to be. Wong replied."Tamara must get straight 'A' on report card. No excuse." Mr. Wong's heavy accent contrasted sharply with his daughter's perfect, youthfully informal English."I see. Please, tell me Tamara, how did he use this information? What did you have to do?" He make me touch his thing, and he touched me, and then I had to put in it my mouth, and then he put it in my, you know." You mean he had intercourse with you?" Yeah, we had intercourse. More than once. He said I'd get my 'A'."I looked. I could feel. I could experience pleasure, but rocks couldn’t discern flavors.But still, I enjoyed this. Because one day, once Sven and Kora defeated my father, I’d taste this with my real mouth, my real tongue. I’d get to revel in their incestuous love. I yearned for that day, my hips wiggling in delight as I licked again.I groaned when Sven seized my hips, rubbing his cock against my proxy’s pussy. I felt the girth on my pussy lips, sliding up and down. This was the cock I should year for,.