" How's that?" In a shipwreck, when it really counts, the deeper current still runsback to you. That may not seem like much, but, really, it's everyth...ing." I guess that's one way to look at it. Any port in a storm." Marcia hatedhow bitter and churlish she sounded."What's so bad about that? To be a home, I mean. Marcia, listen. I knowthat you feel as if you didn't matter and never mattered to Phoebe. Butyou were wrong. Yes, you were a spare tire, of sorts. Only to be used incase of an emergency.. As Annette screamed in pain & ecstasy ,Chris told her to turn around as he sprayed his manjuice all over his mothers face. Covered in facial cum , Annette was a vison of facial sluttiness , so Chris took a picture with his cellphone. This he would have his stepdad frame & put near their marital bed . So both would know that he was the Maledom & sexual master to Annette (mom ).Chapter 4 - Saturday NightHolly was enjoying the pussy licking she was receving from Annette , it was the first. I drew her head to mine, holding her lovely face in my hands and opening my lips over her mouth. She closed her eyes and as I kissed her I pushed my tongue into her mouth. She drew back for a moment, not used to it. And I whispered, "This is French kissing - we use our tongues." She nodded, closed her eyes again as I came down on her mouth again. I pressed her young body into mine, and saw from the corner of my eye that the man was all over my sister. As she sat in his lap he was pushing his. Many of those farms were in the middle of no where, and those who worked them were woman. Some single some widows and some married. The one woman I remember the most was a single woman about sixty something. I worked with her picking up eggs and the first shift was at 6 am and the next at 6 pm. I arrived at the farm and she had me in for breakfast. After we walked the house taking eggs from the nest boxes. It was so damn hot in that house. Covered in dust and sweat we shined in the light. When.