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Outwardly, suburbia maintains the straitlaced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, inevitably there is the advent of sexual promiscuity and experimentation. All in the spirit of good, clean fun. But where does the fun stop and the degradation begin? When one excess leads to another? When the children set as their own lifestyle what already is the norm at home?
This is the story of one family. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed door. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, to the inhabitants it is the norm.
And outside their lives go on. Business and its daily conflicts. School and its trials and triumphs.
The norm… for this family, yes. And how many other families like it?
MOTHER’S HOT SUCKING — a novel of fiction and a page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
Betsy Baldwin, hot to fuck, entered her brother’s room.
“I knew you’d come into my room tonight,” Bob Baldwin said lazily as he moved his naked body to the other side of his double bed and patted the empty space next to him for his twin sister.
“Pretty sure of yourself, aren’t you?” teenaged Betsy grinned as she slipped into bed beside her twin.
“That’s the advantage of being a twin,” Bob said, returning his sister’s grin. “I can always tell what you’re thinking.”
“You liar!” Betsy laughed, poking the boy playfully in his ribs.
Knowing that her brother was staring at her, Betsy ran her hands down her naked body and began to rub her horny little pussy. She purred softly as she stroked her bloated pussy lips, already moist with her juices.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.