Mom was wearing a one-piece leotard, all slick and shiny. I molded to her curves. Her nipples made small circlets at the center of where her breasts b...lged. Her legs were in tights, also smooth and slick. The top was a light pink, and the legs yellow. My eyes were drawn to her crotch, were I could almost swear I could see her mound pressing against the material.I tried to sound disinterested. "OK, if you insist." My mouth wanted to form the word incest, instead of insist, as all the fantasies. I would have said it was a boyfriend if it weren't for how long she had been standing alone. No, I would say that she was worried about whomever she was looking for. She didn't want them to return. I'm a writer. My curiosity is matched only by scientists and my drive to satiate it is worse than a reporter for the most notorious Hollywood stalker mags. I also happened to have no one better to talk to and was motivated by more than a little loneliness. I swiped another drink from the table and. Before gina could even react warrick was on top of her kissing her neck and fondling her pussy through her jeans gina was so shocked all she could do was stay still the smell of rum hit her nose and the heat of his breath against her was making her sick. warrick continued kissing her tearing her jacket from her body and breaking the button on her jeans so she was laying in her shirt and small lacy underpants. gina was getting slightly exited agaianst her own will she snapped to and started. They told her to turn on the bed and she did so willingly. The tall man laid down on top of her and positioned his cock at her pussy. She said she didn't think she could take him inside and once again she was told she had no choice and she smiled this time. With the first push of his cock he barely got his head in as it was much larger than his shaft. The second push he reached about an inch inside. He was very thick and very long and she had a look of pain and pleasure at the same time with.