His tongue danced inside of my mouth. He helped take off my camisole top. He unzipped my mini-skirt and I stepped out of it. "Roxanne, leave your pant...es on. I want to smell them. I haven't smelled panties in years. Please keep them on." “You got it.” "I want you to get comfortable." I walked over to the bed and got comfortable. I spread my long legs. Mr. Smith got comfortable between my legs. He sniffed and snuffled at my panties. He rubbed them with his fingers. After a while, my panties had. "Not any fucking longer," laughed the one holding my left.The pain lessened as his spunk splashed deep inside me. Then one by one they pushed their hard cocks into me and they are spunked too. When they had finished with me they left me lying under that big tree, my breast bare and my legs wide open. I don't know how long I lay there but I was very late by the time I got home.I never even considered complaining to the police or even to my parents, I just thought it was just something guys did. .. and will your little cuck bois join you in our happy, humble home?” Wendy inquired, even as Brittany extracted every drop of my jizz into her snatch at last.“Three motives. One, I want to have his babies, as I said. It’s a lot easier to make it work if I’m living here. Sharing a bed, a home, a kitchen, etc. Two, it would make living expenses a lot easier. And frankly, I’d be the perfect beard for you, Wayne. No one need know about the incest at all. And three, I want constant access to both. My mother and grandfather having sex! And my grandmother approving of it, even instigating it! This was just too much information. My hand dropped off of my mother's shoulder and onto my lap and I just sat there with my mouth hanging open. Mom put her arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to her."You see honey no one but grandpa and you have ever seen that picture of me. No one knows what happened to me when I was a young girl and when I saw you with my panties I just naturally thought.