Until one might need to be incognito and anonymous for some reason. Well, that was a problem for another day, and I didn’t have much say or control ...about this yet, did I, if I ever would?For whatever reason, Jessica only wanted us to use more sexually explicit words in Spanish today. Profanity. Sexually charged phrases, things like that. It was very much out of character for a supposedly devout Jehovah’s Witness wife and mother, wasn’t it? I wasn’t gonna complain, though, and evidently, neither. "Is she Bi, is that why she says this is Okay?" "Not as far as I know, to be honest, but I think she got somewhat turned on with the thought of us fucking each other, and watching us, got her really hot." He continued. "Last night was sort of a bachelor's party, of sorts, you know, a last hurrah with guys I have had sex with. If I'd known it was going to get so far out of control, it never would have happened." My mind was swirling with all this information. I'd not wanted to get involved in. “You motherfucker let me go now!” She yelled at me. I slapped her hard across the face as I continued straddling her, “now there is no reason to talk to me that way your dirty whore.”Tears were forming in her eyes as I slowly slid down her body down between her legs. “Hey Katie why don’t you let her eat that pussy of yours while I fuck her,” I said. “What about me what do I get to do?” Lauren asked. I turned to her and said, “you can make sure she does a good job with Katie’s pussy.” She nodded. Finally, Grace and I discovered why Lucile, AKA Wicked Stepmom, has been such a bitch since we graduated from the seventh grade and were well on our way to bypassing most of high school.Mrs. Austin was in the family way.When abortions were by coat hanger in a dark alley in Detroit, Lucy was in an "interesting condition". Yeah, we'd noticed she was ballooning but she hid it so well.We thought she was just hogging the food.In the delivery room, she put daddy through hell!Grace and I were present.