after living in the house for 18 years mom hired my bully from…

after living in the house for 18 years mom hired my bully from high school and would flirt with him in an effort to make it uncomfortable for me.

i never thought she’d take it any further.

that night I sat at home and watched the video over & over…

that night I sat at home and watched the video over & over again, knowing that my wife was bouncing on my brother’s big cock.

I don’t know how I’m going to keep my composure when I see him next week.

i kept flashing back to our father/daughter time spent together….

i kept flashing back to our father/daughter time spent together. her laughing and playing in the lawn. i couldn’t help but wonder what I did wrong…

now my best friend sends me this video and I can’t stop watching it. what did I do to deserve this? my daughter; her ass pulled open. That guys long, thick cock squeezing between her asscheeks. she’s moaning like she is enjoying it. how could anyone enjoy that?

all on camera… all for the world to see.

Even after she sucked me off, I told dad and showed her the…

Even after she sucked me off, I told dad and showed her the video of her and me.

He couldn’t stop laughing.  “I always knew she’d suck dick, just like her mother did.. i gotta ask.. did she spit or swallow?”

I grinned. “Well, I didn’t warn her and just shot down her throat… so… swallow I guess?” 

We both started laughing again.

The boy who used to beat me up in high school was now the…

The boy who used to beat me up in high school was now the neighborhood “lawn guy.” In an effort to get me to move out, mom hired him and would flirt with him. She knew that I was watching from my window.

“i mean, technically you were in it too,” they’d all joke.All 5…

“i mean, technically you were in it too,” they’d all joke.

All 5 of my closest friends all received my mom’s gift now. 

Each time she gave them their present, it got harder and harder for me to watch.

on the ride home, she’d always try to say something to make me…

on the ride home, she’d always try to say something to make me feel better, in the form of a half-hearted apology.

“I’m sorry you had to see mommy do that, but when you get older you’ll understand… mommy has to do that to make sure he knows that I’m appreciative for what he does for us…”