"Oh shit," John replied.She looked absolutely pissed."Callie he's my dad. What the fuck are you doing with him?" Jeanette asked.Wow, I knew exactly wh...t I wanted to say, but I just couldn't say the words for some reason."Callie what the fuck? This is seriously not fucking cool," Jeanette said.We both took a deep breath and tried to explain, but she was pissed, we weren't sure we could explain then."Jeanette, your dad and I are in love with each other," I replied."What?! How the fuck are you two. "Yeah same with me, wife, kids and one even said I bored him," I laughed until I was ready to cry at that."Yeah that is the worst," he said."I have finished my drink and I'm exhausted. I'll see you in the morning. Are you coming along for my morning routine?" I asked."Absolutely," was his only reply.I lay in my bed on top of the covers and thought about some of the wrong people I had screwed. High on that list had to Jen and her Husband. Never ever have sex with your friends, especially both. They formed a caravan of sorts with most of the entourage hidden under the sheltering canvas to make their way to the new home. The fields around the estate were not being tended but they were in fairly good shape considering the fact they were fallow for a full year. Most of the animals had been either sold or stolen. Robert came to the quick conclusion that they would have to purchase their stock at the nearby farmer’s market to begin their noble experiment. Fortunately, they still had plenty. A stabbing pain shot through Kayla and she let out a shriek of agony. The offending hand let go of the thong as it snapped back into place, forcing Kayla to yelp yet again. There were hushed words a couple of feet from her and it was clear that really hurting Kayla was not the intention of this experience. A few seconds later the hands resumed fondling Kayla, but even underneath the mask and the duct tape she sensed Greg was organizing this and this filled her with a flood of relief. She began.