1. The Love Shared (Part 3)


    Date: 12/9/2017, Categories: Fiction, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Cheating, Incest, Author: Doc88102, Source: sexstories.com

    ********************Edited and re-posted. Finally. ********************As Always, Leave a Comment Below and Let Me Know what You Thought******************** I wasn't sure how long I'd been sitting there, the battery on the Nanny-cam had long since died and I didn't feel like getting up any time soon. In this situation, smokers would light a cigarette. Drinkers would leave the glass and drink from the bottle. But I wasn't either of those, I'd never smoked and so far hadn't had a drink. So what was I going to do in order to shift this weight I had gained on my shoulders? Finding out that a girl was being sexually abused by her Mother and Father was a sensation I hadn't experienced before, obviously. Part of me was turned on, and another part of me wanted to run over there and kick down the door, be the hero. I was glad that I wasn't that rash, because I had no idea what I'd do one I'd gotten there. What would I tell Faye? That I'd been watching her for months through a telescope in my bedroom, that I went there not with the intention to help her study but to plant a device that allowed me to spy on her, and on top of all of that, her parents were drugging her and using her body as a sex toy. Yeah, I thought to myself, that'd go down real well. In the end all I did was what any normal teenager would do, I decided to seek out my Mom and gain comfort from her. Okay, so not exactly what every teenager would do, but these were special circumstances. I went downstairs and passed ...
    the lounge, Bobbie was curled up on the couch watching a movie and Dad was nowhere in sight. Mom must be in the kitchen, but before I could check, Bobbie turned around, ''Doc,come here a minute.'' she asked quietly. ''What're you watching kiddo?'' I asked moving into the lounge, ''Don't call me that, and something Dad was watching, he's talking to Mom in the kitchen now.'' she said as I sat down on the arm of the couch. Sylvester Stallone was on screen, and from watching his bizarre exercise, I knew what film it was. She kept her eyes on the screen and motioned for me to sit beside her by patting the couch cushion. Figuring that Mom and Dad's talk wouldn't last too long, I sat beside her. She shuffled up moving closer to me and I slid down the arm and onto the cushion. The film was 'The Specialist', and coming up was one of my old favourites whenever I couldn't get onto the internet to find something to jerk off to. Stallone and Sharon Stone were about to go at it. I pulled Bobbie closer and after a shuffle, she was pretty much sitting on my lap. One leg draped over mine and the other on the seat cushion, she was wearing a long white night shirt, and her bare legs reflected the light of the TV. I couldn't hear much coming from the kitchen, which told me it was pretty serious. They were arguing in quiet voices, though Dad had such a deep voice I was surprised not to feel the room vibrating as he tried to keep it down. Bobbie's hand was resting on my crotch, and I didn't want to ...
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