Judy was sprawled on the couch, her fine little ass hanging over the edge, her legs wide apart. She was toying with a pink nipple, watching the early ...cartoons on television. The pink lips of her pretty cunt gleamed invitingly with wetness. Joann swallowed as she gazed at her daughter's almost-hairless cunt.At the other end of the couch Dave sat. He had pulled the crotch of his shorts to one side, and his balls and cock were exposed. Joann's cunt lurched in hot desire as she stared, her palms. And as she stood there in the bedroom, she heard the front door slam.Michelle fell face-first onto the bed–their bed–and curled up like a little girl crying her eyes out.The next few days were a dark gray blur to Michelle. She continued to go to work at Ms. Alison's, but now it was just so she wouldn't have to go back to that house, where her life had come crashing down on her. Plus, she needed a source of income, because she wasn't sure if she would remain married or not!It was hard for her to. And it's not a hidden bdsm club.What it is, is a delightful bed and breakfast near the top of a mountain on an island. I was shopping for real estate one day and the realtor took us there for lunch.It really was an old plantation house. It really does have old, crumbling brick walls. The main building really is restored from the original structure. It really is a delightful tropical hideaway.The island where it is located really was one of the hubs of the slave trade back in the day. The old. ." I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP," I shouted and Rhea looked over at Mum coming into the lounge."I don't want to hear that language in my home," she told me and I pushed past her and went upstairs. I regretted the exchange immediately but threw myself on the bed – why was I losing my temper so easily?I stared up at the ceiling and wondered. There was no reason for me to be so angry with everyone and I just half-knew I was overreacting but there was an inane frustration inside of me that I just.