If she really had just heldme down and raped me, would I feel so stomach churningly guilty about itas I did right then? Or would I feel freed from all...guilt andresponsibility by the powerful arms of my step-father. Using me sosavagely, forcing me to love it, enslaving me in his embrace, freeing mefrom reason and dignity and manhood, making me a thing, not even a sissyreally, just a long continuous screaming orgasm. My head was swimming, Icouldn't stop 'sympathizing' with her, but I knew I had. .Sandy and I had more or less fallen into a routine now. We'd see that the k**s got to school, then we'd have a good sweaty sex session, sometimes a quickie, sometimes a long drawn out session that left us both exhausted. It had been and amazing couple of weeks. In truth, I found it hard to be around her now without starting to feel horny and it seemed that she felt the same way. It wasn't love, it was more an awareness of each other's sexuality.This weekend, our two families were having a BBQ. Her personality was infectious, a permanent smile tugged at her lips and jokes rose from her like bubbles in a boiling pot. She went by the maxim of living life to the fullest without regrets. Nothing troubled her for very long. Like a penguin she slid from one icy patch to another in search of her life’s next adventure. And in my arms, she found her latest. The girl let out a small moan and smiled. Her eyes peeked out from beneath half opened lids. I leaned my head forward and gave her a small. I ran my fingers through his hair and told him how great it was, and how beautiful he was what a great job he did.Almost as though he didn't hear me, he suddenly yanked his cock out of my ass and crawled down my body and swallowed my cock. He knew I hadn't cum yet and he sucked my cock like his life depended on it. Sucked like he was possessed and drank every drop of my cum. He stood up, grabbed my hands and led me to the back yard and I finally got to swim naked with this beautiful boy while.