She was quite short at 5ft 6inches, with jet-black hair and breasts that were larger than you would expect for a girl of her height. She was around 25... years old compared to myself who was now 42.Carly always took pride in what she would wear to work and would always dress in a manner suitable for the office environment that we were in. Some days she would wear skirts that were a little shorter than you may expect, but I wasn't going to complain about this point. Carly would often wear skirts. There was no denying it. She was as horny as hell. Suddenly, her nightly fucks with her roommate seemed such a cheap thrill by comparison. Her father would have the bastard’s ‘cajones’ on a platter, but that would only now happen after he had raped her.Would it be rape, though? The thought rose unbidden in her mind. She wanted him. She wanted his cock. She wanted it so deep inside her that it would hurt. She was wet between her legs and not because of her blatant toilet over the carpet. Her. ” “Well Tommy I’m glad to meet you. Go ahead a check the menu, and order anything you like,” he said. A waitress arrived and took our orders. I ordered the roast beef blue plate special, and Roger ordered coffee. “Tommy how do you find yourself cold and hungry,” Roger asked? I poured out my story, thanked him for his generosity, and said, “I don’t know how I could ever repay him.” “Don’t worry about that,” he said as my food arrived. “Eat and enjoy.” Things got quiet, and I attacked the food. I. "What exactly are you in the mood for, Christopher?" Something about the way you say my name excites me so much, Mom. I know having any sexual feelings for my mother means I'm probably headed straight to hell, but having regular sex with my twin sister has me already pointed that way." Christopher, tell me exactly what you want me to do, I'll do anything you want?" Really, Mom?" Really Christopher."I stripped myself naked and walked into the bathroom. Mom was naked by the time I came out with.