I got dressed quickly, kissed my mom and sister good-bye, and drove to a hotel. I knew there was no other way to stop the out-of-control downward spiral from continuing. When I got there, I called Gwynne to let her know where I was. Before I got the chance to say anything, I heard her muffled moans in the background and realized our mother had answered it.
"Oh, baby, you need to get back here," she gasped. "I love the way your sister licks my p***y, but we both really need your big, hard—"
I hung up quickly. It was all I could do to control the compulsion to drive back over there. Fortunately, once I managed to fall asleep that compulsion lost its hold on me. I almost expected that I would wake up to find out I had driven over there in my sleep.
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The next day, after a few phone ca
