She had this wicked gleam in her blue eyes. Her large breasts had a plump jiggle about them. They swayed back and forth. “Give the naughty salesgirl... what she craves.”“Yes,” Adele moaned. “Oh, god, Mrs. Riter, your pussy tastes amazing full of your futa-daughter’s cum. This is hot.”“Yes, it is!” I groaned, savoring my first threesome with my mother.I pressed my cock against that tight asshole. The velvety, puckered flesh caressed my throbbing tip. Mom moaned, her breasts jiggling as she squirmed. She was too skittish to act affectionate under the eyes of her father.“Gene,” Sam’s father said. “You’re a little too busy tonight. You’re a little too busy for the rest of your life.” He patted my shoulder. The wind kicked enough to slice right down to the bone. “If you had any decency in you, you’d send Max down too.”He turned on me before I could say a word, and marched down to his warming car. I didn’t speak the words I thought. My teeth chattered. I was about to head inside. I heard the. Uh, you're growing up, Coleen." With some fast mental arithmetic he put her age at twelve, almost thirteen. She wasn't really that young. She was almost as old as he. "What grade are you in at school?" He didn't really care but he was uneasy, being alone with the girl, and he wasn't sure how to talk to her."I'll be in Grade eight next year. I'm just one grade behind you." Yeah... that's right." Coleen had leaned forward again with her hand still on his knee."Do you have a boyfriend?" he blurted. She slowly turns her head in his direction, eyes seeking him out. His fingers arrest her movement as they close over the fleshy muscle where her shoulder and arm meet, fingers suddenly applying firm pressure along the joint. Another hand grasps her elbow and, without warning, rips it outward. She screams out as her shoulder flares, her arm being torn from her. Somewhere within her mind, the tiny bird screams with her and cowers within its shrinking sanctuary. She floats between worlds… aware.