“Now my legs, and he kicked off his boots, he was wearing shorts, same as me. I took off his socks, as well. He had nice calves. “Now you.”So... I popped off my sneakers, and let him examine my lower limbs, first one then the other.“Mother, may I check your arms and back too?” I nodded okay and unbuttoned my blouse. I still had a bra on. He got behind me and ran his hands up and down my back. It felt nice. “Mother let me give you a back rub.”“Mmm, that would be lovely, Honey” I turned to. This one’s touch was firm, calming, as if he was simply an attentive host. He placed his hands on her hips and led her into an easy Western swing routine, leading her with what seemed to be his trademark soft pushes and pulls. He guided her expertly through a twirl with natural rather than practiced moves. ‘My name is Adam. What’s yours?’ ‘Kim. Pleased to meet you, Adam.’
 ‘Thank you for the dance, Kim,’ and he pulled her in for a light kiss, a peck chaste enough that she really couldn’t call. OK?!” Michael said sternly.My mother looked down, clearly embarrassed, but she said nothing. “Ok” I said quietly. Somehow this whole fucked up situation was really turning me on.“O.K. Sir goddamnit!” Michael shouted. Not it was Michael’s turn to sit up in bed as anger flashed across his face. “Tiffany, pass me my belt, your son needs to learn some manners,” said Michael as he started to stand up, apparently to beat me with his belt. But a look of panic flashed across my mother’s face and. It comes naturally. I bet that one of your new friends can fuck me within an inch of my life, though!” Caroline Purdy actually walked up to Uncle Curtis and me to kneel and take our dicks eagerly into her mouth.“I’ll breed you, honey buns!” Uncle Curtis told her now, “and so will my nephew Dan here. And so will Roy. Roy, you know what to do! Come up here.”Erin and Aunt Molly began guiding Caroline’s oral services as she delivered them to the three men she sucked. I pointed to her ass and.