That night's rehearsal went well, with the erotic moments sounding more natural, Kevin noted. Amy ran off to the bathroom, so I talked to Kevin."How m...ch of a chance do you think that you are Amy's biological father?" I asked point blank."Well Michael, thinking about it, ... maybe 33% or so. Why do you ask?" I have a friend who teaches Genetics. I plan on giving him genetic material from the four of us. Whatever he finds out is ... whatever he finds out. It will take five weeks because he is. Bella reminded her that sleeping under the wagon meant no doors or walls, but it just didn't seem right to Becky to be in a house that you couldn't close up.Perhaps it was for that reason that, when they lay down on the blankets Bella had spread over the thick bed of hay the teens had cut and stacked, Becky lay down touching her brother. They had always been close, partly as an alliance in defense of the abuse their father might heap on them. For reasons unknown, once he was gone, they had. He was more on the aggressive side as he forced several inches of his cock deep into my mouth causing me to gag on it. I sucked hard on his cock for several minutes until he was on the verge of cumming. He then held tightly onto the back of my head as I felt his load being shot down my throat. Trevor, the third of the group, was next up. He had the biggest of the three cocks; I also began to suck him off. I had been sucking on his cock for a good ten minutes before he finally pulled his cock. A gentle knock on the door is heard by us both and we turn towards the door "Good morning Sir" and then turning to you "Good morning Miss Yane" Lana's inabilty to pronounce her Js and her slightly rolling Rs once again betray her troubled Eastern European origins. "Will Miss Yane take coffee and breakfast before getting ready?" "Serve breakfast in her room and a cup of coffee here first please Lana" Very good Sir" Lana turns and leaves."Get ready Alex? What for?" You ask "Yes. Ready, Jane..