“What a couple of horny motherfucking losers you two are”, she said, regarding us evilly as we jacked off to her towelling herself dry. “I know ...ou have never seen a woman naked before in real life, but this is just desperation, losers”, she said, smilingly as we grinned sheepishly at her. “You guys may kiss and lick my feet” she said as she continued towelling herself, probably because she wasn’t used to her nudity being admired at like this. We both jumped and licked at her feet as we could. I waked in the direction of the toilet, passing the living room, where daddy slept on the settee, in a drunken stupor, no we were not naturalists, we were swingers, with one difference, only men came to party, daddy drank, and mummy fucked.I climbed back into bed and listened to the sex going-on in the next room, it was loud, it was raw and everyone was having a ball.It stirred me and my hormones kicked-in and I started touching myself in a strange but pleasurable way, I took my knickers off. Fucking at every possible opportunity tended to mess with a timetable.Vi and I had christened every room in the house with sweat and semen. But as the weeks passed our lovemaking had developed a desperate, almost manic edge, both of us acknowledging that time was running out.And now it had completely. Violet’s table read for her show’s first episode of the season was in five days; my publishers were circumspectly but very insistently asking when they could expect to receive the articles I owed. Instead he had his eyes on a nubile beauty that his brothers had passed over, a brunette peasant girl with small tits, a slim waist, full lips and a gorgeous face - green eyes that flared in rage at the soldier whose cock was forced into her over and over.Orelius humped the girl for an hour, long after his brothers had finished with the younglings and their mother. Orelius didn’t stop fucking the tight virgin cunt under him after his brothers left. He had no fear that one of the girl’s family.