But now all that's left is this flaky shit." The patch he was talking about had started to crack because of the way he had crumpled the underwear. That's when he squeezed the back of my neck until my tongue shot out and stayed out. And I'm going to use your tongue as the washboard." That's when he tried to bring the filthy crotch into contact with my tongue. It was hot today, and the door had swung open about an inch.It was all the more obvious because the thick residue show even paler against the dark maroon of the panties. I pulled my tongue in and turned my head aside as hard as I could. I took two deep breaths before getting up enough courage to peek in.Crossing the incestuous line, he imagined giving his mother forty, French kisses with one for good luck.Hello, Here are some pics I took today for my master.
Chapter 1 "Aw, Honey, come here." Those four words changed my life completely! I was home from college, helping my uncle with his landscaping business. The night before, I played roadie for some friends in a garage band who had a gig opening for a regional band in a club downtown. That's what I get for forgetting to turn my alarm off! As the fog cleared, I noticed that Mom was wearing a silk kimono instead of her usual house coat. She took a few extra seconds to rearrange some dishes, too. She carefully placed each piece into the washer, one by one. He started banging his secretary shortly after his promotion.
But, instead of using more force, Dad merely said, in a quiet tone that was even scarier than his usual yelling: "If you don't stick out your tongue, I'm going to stuff these down your throat." I stuck out my tongue. There, just like my school-time visions was Mom in her robe, facing away from me.
Dad started a slow up-and-down scouring of the crotch with my tongue. " "You know she turned 39 just two weeks ago." "Right. The thing is, the will says the money goes to the child UNDER 40 who has at least two children of their own." "Uncle Sean has four kids," I said, seeing loads of money flying away. And, just like the vision, she untied it and shrugged it off her shoulders. Although Mom didn't have a top on, she did still wear her tight blue running shorts.
He pulled the panties away and held them in front of my eyes. "See that, see that white, crusty stain there in the middle? "That's where your mother's hairy little pussy drenched her undies. " Mom put her hands on her hips and did a slow twirl around, ending with a sexy pose with her hands behind her head. Then, for some reason, I gave her a few seconds and followed.
They were turned inside out so that the crotch was showing. " I didn't want to look, but my dad's huge hand was holding the back of my head like a softball and directing where my eyes pointed. Oh, they were all wet when she got her juices flowing. When it got hot, the bathroom door doesn't latch completely when you swing it shut; you have to consciously push it closed.