Safe From The HurricaneChapter 2
The man took her hand and gently pulled her between our mother's still spread thighs. "Sharon can skip the foreplay, you will find her more than ready for you girl." I stole a look up at moms face, still facing the wall. Silent tears rolling down her cheeks. Sally did not need further urging and leaned over before the man, her slim tight bottom pressing into his thigh, bringing her face before our mother's still wet sex. "No Sally... !" That squeak came from me. My sisters eyes...