They had pushed two picnic tables together and set out all the materials and food we would need. My cousins and I began setting chairs up around the f...ire pit while my Uncle Henry began chopping the wood he had brought for the fire. After a few swings of his axe, he regarded my brother. Greg. Mind heading into the woods and grabbing an armful of kindling for me? Sure, no problem Henry, he agreed. It always bothered me how nice and helpful Greg was at these family gatherings. Back home he was. " I know, Mom. We heard you." You heard us from downstairs?" Umm... No. Becky and I heard you from my room. We were having sex in my room at the same time as you and Dad."I watched as Mom's legs clamped tight, and she put her hands on her knees."You mean you were listening to us while you fucked Becky?" Um... Yeah," I said as I dropped my head down and looked at the floor."Tommy... You're making me wet with this talk." I'm sorry, Mom. I just didn't want to keep any secrets from you." Well, back. I am not k**ding, this IS your life cunt and the sooner you realize that the better it will be for you.’ The intensity she spoke sent a shiver down my spine but also to my horror and burning ache between my legs. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. She tugged again on the leash and started to walk to the house dragging me out of the car. I was horrified to be naked, cuffed on arms and legs and gagged in public. I started to hurry to the house but the leash yanked me back as Marsha. Fletcher’s feels an urge in her lower half when she admires the small tight- muscled bare ass that is across her knees. The toes of his tennis shoes barely touch the floor. She spreads his legs to get a better bead on his asshole- which is tan and tight. She then leans the side to see his ball pouch. They are normal size with one hanging lower than the other. “Now just to be sure you don’t move I will hold on to this,” she demands. With her left hand she reaches under the young man and.