I think our ass cheeks were almost touching. Close. We were just sitting there, sweating our collective ass cheeks off, which at -25F is actually a GO...D thing, we tried NOT to give the casual manly, but not too manly glance, at each others junk. It's just a thing, but I couldn't help but notice that he was unclipped. The glances were not as subdued as I would had anticipated, but with me, having the length & girth advantage, (we're talking about blood relatives here), I was happy to pop a 1/2. I feel like this might be my last moment on earth. My cheek burns with fire it is all I can do to hold back the tears. He snarls at me and yells, ‘You little whore! How dare you? Your mother and I waited til we were married before we kiss or even held hands. Since the day you were born, you have been the Carter family curse. You miserable, fucking piece of shit.’ I try to run out of the room but my dad grabs my hair an pulls me toward him. I cry and scream to get away but it’s no use. He pulls. So I sat there pulling on my dick a little while watching mostly her. Finally I reached over and stroked her inner thighs. She reacted as if my touch was electric and came instantly. She rested a bit. I reached over and pulled off her t-shirt and sucked on her nipples. She reached down and grabbed my cock and stroked it like a pro. She looked me in the eye and said "I want you to come on me like they do in the videos. Promise me you will not come inside me." Ok," I said "I promise" I thought. “Hi,” I squeaked and closed the door. I walked in a daze over to where Master was chatting with Brian and Sylvia. He told me to get some refreshments for "our guests" and I turned on my heel to walk into the kitchen. I was happy have a task to focus on. I arranged the glasses and drinks on a tray and brought them out to the three on them. Master glanced at me, but the others accepted the drinks I offered them with no eye contact. I returned to the kitchen and loaded up the tray with cut fruit.