Sally was now shouting at her son. The café had a magnificent view of the bay. “That he was in two minds whether to go get a whip and whip the life out of him. John really did not like being stuck in the caravan for too long. Donald, Wendy and Becky were just stood watching as this son continued to rape his own mother. Donald now said to them both with a big smile on his face. John had a strange expression on his face as he climbed up onto the bed. Something she was always too embarrassed to do with her husband. How dare he defile his wife and daughter? She was trying to smile at him to try and make him feel better. He would divorce his wife and disown his daughter.”
He was shouting and waving his arms about. However Sally was feeling very tired. Her two fists were hitting him in his sides as she tried to fight him off her. They had a plan for a large orgy. Sally was asleep on her bed, when she heard somebody knocking on the caravan door. Becky now looked directly at John and gave him a really big smile.
