I was trapped in the sheets and couldn’t get free. When I finally found my voice, I screamed.“Daddy!”That broke it. With the word came lucidity....Daddy was dead. Mom was dead. Bradley and Oksamma were dead. For all I knew, the nasty kids at school were dead—at least as far as I was concerned.I untangled myself from my sheets and went back to the shower. I sank to the floor and spent an hour in there before I went back to bed and I still felt dirty. The image of Bradley’s corpse came unwillingly. Waking up on the sofa with me on top of him, bare assed with his cock covered in my dried juices. Not to mention his own.I turned on the shower and took off my top, I needed to get out of the house, that was for sure. It was a rare time when I was glad to be going to school. I knew that Claire would help me out and tell me what to do, she'd also understand, maybe.I managed to shower, dress and leave the house without running into Dad. Though no amount of make up I had could fully cover the mark. This sex session with my sister and I had was truly amazing. I cannot fully remember the events leading up to our love session. Our sessions usually started just by being close to each other, watching TV or talking to each other in either of our bedrooms. I think on this occasion, we were in the living room, watching kids TV after school.I sat on one of the sofas, my sister was lying on her tummy on the floor in front of me, her head cradleled in her hands to view the TV. She wore her school. It was a big orgy and I loved it, before her dad and my uncle shot there load I told them to spunk on Emma's tits while I licked it off. The both agreed and I lapped up every drop, they both watched and Steve said "so your niece is the cum junkie and my daughters the fuck slut. If Emma can stay here tonight then maybe me and a friend or two could come round and use both of them?" jack said "yea as long as I get first go and your friends pay for it." Steve nodded and said "okay that's fine I.