Mud on a handkerchief is better than on your pants”I got my hanky and put it inside my boxers and pulled them up. Then I pulled up my jeans. I got m...y jacket from the bush I had hung it on.“Please Carl can we meet again and do this again?”I couldn’t agree quick enough.“I know it is cold in January and it could be raining so I will try to see if there is somewhere else we could go if it is wet or too cold. I will send you a few text messages”“Tony, when you had your finger in my bum you did. Let's see if you can beat her record. I would hope so, since you are not a virgin as she was. You are a used up bitter old bitch. I bet you sucked cock better than a crack whore when you were her age. Dad laughs nodding his head. She sure did. He says. Let's find out if you still remember how slut Ed says as she hits the dog on the suspension chain dropping mom to the floor in a heap. Mom sobs, but Ed gives her no time to gather herself. He reaches down, pulling her to her knees by her hair.. She has the voice of a teenager and would sometimes giggle like a girl with her breasts dancing like soap bubbles bouncing on the floor. Her nighties could barely hold them. To feel some incest for her was just human. I was feeling bored. I put on the TV and was changing the channels without any interest when my mother-in-law came to the hall with coffee for me. As she was giving me the coffee she tripped over a magazine which had fallen on the floor earler. The Coffee spilt all over the floor.. God she looked good! She wore her working gear, a plain white blouse a blue mini skirt and white tights – all showing her body off to a maximum effect. I could just seen the outline of the white lacy bra she wore. She noticed I was staring at her and our eyes met. Unlike most girls Cathy didn’t mind guys eyeballing her. She gave me a broad ‘like what you see, big boy?’ smile. I gave a slight nod of satisfaction. Sexual telepathy, I loved it! ‘So what’s the plan for the weekend?’ Cathy asked..