He was so good at it. I thought that mother must have loved making love to Daddy. He only came to me once a month, but it was always the happiest time...for me.The morning after the funeral I came downstairs to breakfast and everyone was there. The maid had put out a buffet for all of us. Mother was sitting at the head of the table smiling at Eric for some reason. And Hanna and Geena were sitting together on one side of the table. I thought they looked funny. I couldn't understand why everyone. This must be a dream.I have cummed so many times since I came to stay, it's a wonder I could even get a hard-on. But I do.I told Amy that I love her pussy but I needed to pee and then we needed some food."Just eat me, I'm very nutritious," she teased.As we entered the kitchen, Kristen was at the stove wearing an apron cooking bacon which smelled wonderful."Got all dressed up, huh, Mom?" Bacon grease is very unpleasant when it spatters. I take no chances. And Adam can admire my behind as I. " Don't you worry about that you little trollop" says he as he has his two thumbs in my cunt and is pulling apart my arse cheeks.I hear him hawk and spit and feel a gobbet hit me and roll down between my cheeks.He rubs the rose of my arse and fingers my cunt...the wetness of me is running down my leg now and I think if he doesn't do something for me soon I might die of wondering....He did something alright.....I felt his cock pushing at the lips of my cunt but that's not where it went.He shoved. Why should these disgusting sinners be forgiven and accepted into the Kingdom of God. Why should they ultimately be treated the same as he? Hadn't he always struggled to remain good and pure - while these sinners had let their lust have its way in disgusting, sinful acts.Closing the door behind him, he walked head bowed and deep in thought across the grassed slope to the church."Hello father," he heard a light, musical voice address him.Looking up he saw the pretty face with its habitual cheeky.