I masturbated imagining those scenes.Initially, I thought that this was just in their culture, incest is a taboo in our culture and nobody does that, ...but I searched about this and was amazed to come across this site and realizing so many people fuck their own mother even in India. I read so many stories and it made me harder and masturbate again and again. I met John the next day, he was normal and we talked about stuff.Over the next few days, I realized that john always used to ask me to show. She told me her mom had gone shopping, and asked could she stay until her return, I said yes.We had gone to the masterbedroom to watch tv,not five minutes I just leaned over and kissed her, just a child she had no idea how to kiss, but she was willing to learn. I asked her could I give her a speacial kiss and she said yes, with that I raised her dress and peeled off her underware and started kissing, and sucking her pretty little cunt, I knew she was fucking by the way my finger was easily. He wore a denim shirt and khaki pants, the standard uniform for the Marketplace. He was actually smiling and talking to a customer, apparently helping her locate an item on her list.He finally looked up and noticed me watching. I waved to him and smiled when he waved back. "Becca!" Dylan called out. "Hey, how are you doing?" Fine, Dylan. You look like you're doing fine also. Do you like your new job?" Yeah. I like feeling useful, you know. The people here are very nice, especially Sam. I. As her hand moved to between the subs legs, I watched as the sub parted her legs. I got a wonderful view of her shaved pussy, open to the probing fingers of the Dom. I heard a moan as she inserted a couple of fingers and pushed them deep inside. The sub tried to bend her knees to open her pussy more for better access. The Dom took full advantage and pushed her fingers harder into that opening. Then I watched in fascination as she moved her fingers in and out, slow at first, as the sub tried to.