The minute I saw her leave I rushed into the house. Aunt Paula was sitting on the couch in the living room and reading.I went and sat next to her, the... I asked her why she was avoiding me."You know perfectly well why I do my best to keep away from you." I am truly sorry," I said. " Had I known that you would be so angry with me I would have tried harder to restrain myself. But I don't know if I would have been able to resist your charms. But I still don't understand why it is so important to. The quiet small market town had a strange feeling to it this morning, like the air itself was vibrating with anticipation. Some of the more sensitive villagers noted the tension, or wondered if they imagined a slightly unusual intensity in their neighbours' eyes, but most dismissed the phenomena as symptoms of excitement for the upcoming harvest.The three new arrivals definitely did not notice, as their minds were on a much more serious matter: budgeting. Sitting in the ramshackle local tavern. “Robin?” I said, incredulously. “Is that you?” “RJ.” She beamed, hurrying over to hug me, breasts bouncing seductively. “Sorry I missed you earlier, I was in the john.” “What are you doing here?” I inquired. “Reese and Carol wanted me here, to be safe.” She answered. “Just like you.” “Where’s Glen?” I asked. Frowning, she said. “He’s…spending some time…divorced.” “Oh, God.” I gasped. “I’m so sorry.” “I didn’t know.” “I know.” She said. “Not your fault.” Karen came in as Robin and I pulled. The sight sent a jolt of pleasure through her father's twisted mind and his cock began to visibly grow larger and harder. He walked over to the bed and picked up a riding crop causing Catherine to call out, "No Daddy please!"James swung the crop through the air creating a cutting sound. "She knows that you're a useless cunt the way you are and that you need to be broken. And I'm just the man to do it." He paused and looked down and grinned. "So tell me whore, will it be your ass or your tits?".