I dropped the tire iron and lowered myself next to her; my anger wore off and the adrenaline retreated, leaving me full of regretful hopelessness. I ...as becoming weak, as my penis was losing much blood. I tried to slow the loss by wrapping my penis in the sheets of the bed, but nothing helped. I was aroused. I felt my consciousness drifting away slowly, and knew that I surely would not wake. I turned to my bloodied and faceless bride and felt contempt for life. Not the exhilaration that. She couldn't get up and she couldn't move her head."Open that slut mouth and suck my cock!" I commanded, slapping her face. I was expecting resistance; that would certainly be something a prissy, stuck up, queen bee would not do. However, she instantly opened her mouth and I unceremoniously shoved my cock into the waiting hole in her face. She gagged at first as I shoved my cock deep into her mouth. It was evident this was new to her, and I encouraged her though and told her she would have lots. Once we did, it was a gradual build-up. Just touching through our clothes at first, then evolving to loosening our clothes, finally evolving to oral sex, where it stayed for several months.She was a virgin as far as intercourse was concerned, but what she hadn't told me yet was she had been oral with her brother-in-law for 7 years. At this time, she was 18 and he was 32. She was also oral with her sister (now 28) during most of those years, but neither her sister nor her bro-in-law knew about. Somehow, almost everyone ended up in my bedroom to go to sleep. Adrienne was cuddled up to my left side, pillowing her head on my shoulder while I wrapped my arm around her. I tried not to cry in pain every time she accidentally pressed against my gunshot wound. Emma was in a mirroring position on my right side. And Brooke had dragged her mattress into my room, dropping it on the floor so that she and Eden could spend the night with us as well.Mom and Dad checked in on us one last time. And.