We had tremendous fun that day. But b the time dad came back we were sober.After several days like this, mom one day said “Son we must let your dad ...ee us fucking. It may shock him out of his drinks” I agreed and that evening we decided to try it out. So after dad came back and sat with his bottle, mom came to my room and as usual we got nude and started our sexual foreplay. We fucked and then continued with activities like licking and sucking. When dad was fully drunk, he called out to mom for. " How-old- are you?" Al, I understand what you're trying to say here. Because I'm young and inexperienced I may not be able to tell if it's really love or some –uh- infatuation. I have to admit I have thought of the two of us, romantically, ever since I met him. Also since that time I've seen him work with others too. Even though he's young he's a good man Al and there aren't very many of them out there. Also remember we investigated his family history. There may be a 'skeleton' or two but he. The nearest held a girl, nine or ten years old. She was strapped to the cot and he thought she was dead until he looked closer and saw her shallow breathing. She had a bite mark on her right arm and veins traces out from it in black nearly to her shoulder."I think she'll be next." The voice came from over by the television. He was big, but not more than eighteen. He had a bandage wrapped around his chest and a shotgun in his lap. It took a moment to realize he was tied to the chair. "You a. (waarom zijn tegenwoordig de broeken weer veel met rits...) Ze draaide zich om en pakte mijn lul met haar linker en balzak met haar rechter hand vast, en drukte hem dusdanig naar beneden dat mijn top tussen haar billen stak in haar jogging. Ze trok haar jogging zo hoog op dat ze draaiend met haar heupen mijn lid tussen haar billen door liet glijden. en langzaam streelde ze mijn scrotum. Ik voelde dat ik nat werd en werd wat ongeduldig. Bang om betrapt te worden en met blauwe ballen naar huis.