Besides, Janie rarely treated me like a human being, much less a brother. Many atimes when that little tease was prancing around in her little crop tops and shorts, she’d catch me looking at and say, “What are you gawkin’ at, you creep.” When she and her little friends were around, they were always giggling at something she said while looking my way.
And mom, just tossing me out of the house. Sure, one could argue it’s because of the pictures, but c’mon. I was a kid. I was curious and no one forced Janie to lay out naked in the yard or told mom to prance around like the little slut she w…
“Okay,” I said. I was righteously pissed by now. “How?”
“It’s a nine hour drive to Tennessee. Nine hours back, we can do it all in a day.”
So off we went the next day.
We got to my old house at a little after midnight. It was in an older neighborhood where houses weren’t all clustered together and had lots of trees around them.
Her plan was she’d take Laryssa with her to tie up mom and Klaryssa and I would handle Janie. She had four sets of handcuffs and rope.
Getting in was easy. Maryssa was a wiz with lockpicks.
The house was small, barely a thousand square feet. Mom’s room was in the back and Janie’s was right down the hall.
I ducked into Janie’s room and Laryssa and I each had a set of cuffs. We waited for mom to scream and then dragged Janie into the master bedroom.
Mom’s headboard had vertical rails perfect for handcuffs. In fact, I saw some older scratch marks. Mom was apparently no stranger to kink.
Maryssa had also commandeered mom’s video camera and had it set up as well.
“Now you two are going to do as we say and then we’ll let you go. You try to be heroines, you disobey, and we’ll auction you off to the highest bidder. I think the little one will fetch a nice price.”
It was light enough from the full moon outside that we could make out shadows and some detail, like an old black and white movie. Maryssa was down between mom’s thighs, sucking and fingering her pussy as Klaryssa snapped off a few Polaroids. Mom was tied helpless to the bed, also blindfolded.
We wanted the to see each other get raped, so we did wear masks. Maryssa wore a Catwoman mask, while the girls had matching Batgirl masks. I has to be more careful and more a full ski mask and black face paint underneath.
“Got her nice and wet for you,” Maryssa said. Her room was in the back, so we turned on the bedside lamps for more light.
There was mom, her perfect, dark Latin body ready for me.
Mom was a little thick, but not fat. Her thighs were full and toned, her ass tight and round and her tits still standing up even laying down. Her skin was smooth and hot, her pussy shaved and looking like a young girl’s. It was wet with Maryssa’s spit and mom’s own juices.
I laid on top her, my shaft massaging her slit as I began to suck on her dark nipples. Beside me, Maryssa was eating Janie’s pussy while the girls were sucking her nipples. Laryssa had a blank look on her face. She was just going through the motions, it looked like.