With yet another mirthful guffaw, Hank senior then told his son that in his opinion, their youthful neighbour was a bum-boy.“Huh… how do you know ...that?” Hank junior asked, now totally flummoxed.“Shit, boy, you’re really not very observant,” and then after yet another snigger, Hank senior resumed. “Every time you and I enter or exit the garage, that little cock-sucker is ogling us through his curtains,” Hank senior concluded with a fatherly countenance.Like an open-mouthed guppy, Hank junior. Knowing Scotland it would piss it doon with rain. I had asked my sister and her fiancé to come with me but they declined saying they were going to France (yawn!) so I asked my friend James to come a long but he had work commitments. For too long I relied on other people coming with me somewhere new because of the fear of getting lost and not knowing a thing about where I was going but no more. I set off at 9am heading for Edinburgh to then set my sat-nav to take me to Skye. Honestly didn’t have. She was already asleep. My cum was dry on her face and Grandpa’s cum between her legs. There was a smile on her face. Damn, she looked good.“How did you like that?” he asked.“It was as good as I imagined, but I want to fuck her,” I replied.“You will in good time,” he said.“Can we talk? I’ve got a million questions.”“Start,” he said as he plopped down in Dad’s old easy chair and put his feet on the coffee table.“You’re going to get her pregnant?”“Yes.”“Why?”“Because I want to,” he said.“But why. "If your not going to do it right then why should I let you breathe?" I began to panic and mom could tell. She moved forward and I could see her looking at me devilishly from between her legs, her hair flowed down to the floor. "I want you to find mommy's clit, its the thing that resembles a nipple. Once you find it, use your tongue to play with it." I did what she said and she pressed her snatch harder into my mouth widening it. At this point my nose was right up against her asshole but she.