I wanted to throw the fucking dishes on the floor and throw you back on the fucking table and throw a fucking fuck into your fucking ass. That's what ...I wanted. "Sure, Mom", I say, instead."What a nice son you are." She tousles my hair.Why can't she tousle my fucking dick, instead?Betsy comes flying into the room, dripping sex. "Is dinner ready yet, Mom?"I'll give you dinner, toots. Munch on this for a while and see if you get any cream with your meat. "Hi Sis. Got a date?" Yeah!!!!", she. I thought back to when she was outside looking like a whore and for some reason i blurted out "I bet you wanted to suck that guy you met outside didn't you?" She looked up at me with my cock in her mouth and nodded. I grabbed her head with both my hands and pushed her down on me hard and began to roughly fuck her face. "you dirty little slut".I pulled out of her mouth, pulled her to her feet, spun her around and pushed her over the sink. Using my left hand pushing her face into the bowl of. The dress had two spaghetti straps that went over each shoulder and crossed in the back. She put her other clothes into the plastic bag, stepped out of the stall and went to look at herself in the mirror. Her first impression was the dress looked good on her but it was very reveling. She was showing a great deal of cleavage. The thin, fabric was skit tight. Brendas tits and nipples were clearly outlined under the stretchy material. She smoothed down the sides of the loose skirt and turned. That part was my idea. The rolled up duct tape didn't even leave a mark. After that were a dozen shots of dave with several different dicks in his mouth. A couple it even looked like his eyes were partway open. The last few pictures were the top half of his face, with the bottom half buried in butthole.Kevin explained that these pictures were just insurance to make sure david made good on the theft.Dave started sputtering about paying for the weed he stold, but kevin told him it was too late.