"Part of me is still stuck in the way we were brought up, I guess," she finally found some of the words to express how she felt. "Maybe I'm being a li...tle bit of a hypocrite here, though. It's okay for me to be with both a man and a woman, but not for our daughter to be with her brother? Why do I feel like that, Brandon? I mean, it's not like breaking taboos is new to us. But for our daughter to be living the same way? Those old taboos seems to be coming back to haunt me, despite the fact that. Cupping my fleshy thigh, Cindi’s mouth violently devoured my chubby limb as if she suddenly went mad… frantic for deliverance… desperate for any nourishment I was willing to provide her with. Mouth agape and eyes closed, Cindi lunged forward with struggling fervor as my hairless vagina was taken hostage. I took in a long, winded breath as my entire body fractured in initial rapture. With the site of her bald skull between my legs, and the feeling of her fiery lips immersed in my folds, I. I called Steve and found out where Ben’s room was, and thankfully he didn’t ask why. I was going to fucking kick Ben’s ass for what he did to Connor. I walked to his room and knocked on the door. Someone I didn’t know answered the door.“Hi, can I help you?”“Is Ben here?”“Yeah, do you want me to get him for you?”“No.” I handed him a $20. “Leave for half an hour, don’t ask why, don’t tell anyone. If anyone asks you anything about Ben, you have no idea.” All he cared about was the $20 and he. Looking back, I know I was still that naive young church-going girl.We moved to Flagstaff, Arizona where my husband had grown up, and we started taking short trips to a place near Sedona Arizona which he had found when he was in high school. This was a lovely spot where the Oak Creek River ran through the steep red rock canyon. It was a hard hike to get down to the river, so not many people took the time to hike down to be close to the river with its natural waterslides in the red sandstone of.