Dominiongoddess
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- Joined
- Nov 6, 2011
- Location
- The Universe
The Decker household is one of a hundred almost identical houses in a peaceful corner of a perfect rural suburbia. The yard is difficult to tell apart, as it has the same kind of grass growing, the same length as every other since a professional landscaper handles mowing. The house itself being a neutral red color, with brown trim and roofing. In the fenced in back yard lies a large pool big enough to hold a party in. Attached to the pool is a family sized hot-tub with all the amenities. A basketball hoop hangs over the three car garage, and a little wooden placard stating "Welcome to the Deckers!" hangs right over the door.
All these things make the Decker house seem every bit as normal as anyone else in the suburbia. The Decker family is large, having four girls, three boys, and a substantial extended family that visits often, they hold barbeque's and house parties frequently for entertainment. So one must wonder, on a quiet night, only hours after the tournament game of the Deckers eldest son's football team, what kind of thing might the Deckers be up to?
"Another round sis! Come on!" Cassie, the mother of the Decker household blushed and gasped as her sister, Tanya, demanded their fourth round of drinks. Tanya was an athlete herself, so she always got herself psyched for her nephew's games. And she was plenty psyched. She had long since stripped down to her A-shirt and running shorts to help cool off. She'd had three margaritas and it was beginning to show.
"Now what kind of mother would I be if I forced my oldest son to drink so heavily underage?" Cassie asked with a smile. She had no intention of stopping yet, she was having a ball and wanted to keep going until they dropped. "What'll it be dears? Another margarita Tan? And you baby? Wanna spice it up a bit?" She asked her son with a wink. She herself was wearing some tight jean shorts and an extremely loose blouse that was almost see-through. At certain angles, one could easily trace her dynamite figure through the shirts thin fabric.
"MARGARITA! YEAAAH! Come on babe! Dance with your auntie!" Tanya grabbed her nephew and pulled him up from the couch and started dancing to the music playing, some bass heavy Hip Hop with a good rhythm. Once she started it would almost seem as though she'd forgotten she was dancing with her nephew, because she danced like she was at a club. Arching her back and popping her rear, all the while running her hands up and down her body without any sign of shame or modesty.
All these things make the Decker house seem every bit as normal as anyone else in the suburbia. The Decker family is large, having four girls, three boys, and a substantial extended family that visits often, they hold barbeque's and house parties frequently for entertainment. So one must wonder, on a quiet night, only hours after the tournament game of the Deckers eldest son's football team, what kind of thing might the Deckers be up to?
"Another round sis! Come on!" Cassie, the mother of the Decker household blushed and gasped as her sister, Tanya, demanded their fourth round of drinks. Tanya was an athlete herself, so she always got herself psyched for her nephew's games. And she was plenty psyched. She had long since stripped down to her A-shirt and running shorts to help cool off. She'd had three margaritas and it was beginning to show.
"Now what kind of mother would I be if I forced my oldest son to drink so heavily underage?" Cassie asked with a smile. She had no intention of stopping yet, she was having a ball and wanted to keep going until they dropped. "What'll it be dears? Another margarita Tan? And you baby? Wanna spice it up a bit?" She asked her son with a wink. She herself was wearing some tight jean shorts and an extremely loose blouse that was almost see-through. At certain angles, one could easily trace her dynamite figure through the shirts thin fabric.
"MARGARITA! YEAAAH! Come on babe! Dance with your auntie!" Tanya grabbed her nephew and pulled him up from the couch and started dancing to the music playing, some bass heavy Hip Hop with a good rhythm. Once she started it would almost seem as though she'd forgotten she was dancing with her nephew, because she danced like she was at a club. Arching her back and popping her rear, all the while running her hands up and down her body without any sign of shame or modesty.