Then, as I continue to turn the pages, other pictures, pictures of mom and dad, pictures I quickly skim through. Private pictures. Pictures children s...houldn't see of their parents.Emily gasps out, "Daddy's penis," as we flip by one particularly revealing shot. Then pictures of me appear. It was my turn to get photographed at my mother's breast."These are the ones I really wanted you to see," I say as I flip the page again. There are four pictures, two on each facing page. I'm being held in my. It had to be done when dad's workshop took off and business grew. It was fairly high, but you could tell if someone was there if you stood in the right spot.She would lay out in the nude all the time, anytime it was sunny and warm. If dad was home or not, he would be gone two or three days a week buying inventory. On occasion, she would ask me to rub lotion on while she was still in her suit, never nude. I never touched her hotspots, but always wanted to. I would sometimes glance a fingertip. Myrna gave me one of those looks that conveyed that this matter wasn't over yet, so I just grinned at her and got a glare in return. She went out, leaving Carver sitting in his chair with a smile on his face. I gave him a dirty look and he just laughed at me."Jon, I tried to warn you what would happen when they all got together. I personally am happy to marry that woman. She completes something in me that I have missed all these years. How old are you, Jon? How many years have you beat around. She wrapped her hand around the dildo and began to lick and suck it. She looked up at Stella who had a stunned look on her face. Smiling, Ruth moved the strap-on to one side and began to lick Stella’s pussy and then moved to her clit. Stella’s moans let Ruth know she had hit the right spot.“Oh Ruth please stop” Stella murmured unconvincedly. Ruth knew she didn’t really mean it. She slipped a finger into Stella’s now wet pussy. “Oh God” moaned Stella. Now two fingers and then three while Ruth.