If I got you pregnant, it wouldn’t be the end of the world for us both.”“My parents would kill me,” I said.“I’m not saying it would be a g...od thing,” he admitted. “But it’s something we could survive. I really did lose control with you last night. I had not intended to do that until you were older.”“Like this summer?” I asked.“Like in a year or two,” he said.“But I’m going to college?” I said. “What if I had met a guy there?”“I hoped you would,” he said. “I still hope you do. It would be better. “Turn it on and fuck your stepdaughter with the vibrator now,” he demanded as he waved the gun at him again.Brad knew he had no choice, but felt awful, even though at that point he did want to fuck Heather’s tight little love hole. He slowly inserted the vibrator into Heather and started sliding it in and out of her until she started to softly moan.“I knew you wanted to do that Brad, but when you thought about it you imagined fingering that cute little butt hole of hers too?”Brad had lost all. I don't know where all the guns came from but we seemed to have many that we didn't have earlier. While we were doing that I could see others that appeared to be doing the same thing. If that were the case then we would be completely surrounded by remote pillboxes. We had dug out some of the knocked down buildings to set up the sites. They would be both sheltered and protected. It would make it very hard to attack through the overlapping fire of the machine guns.When darkness finally came I was. Their genitals were barely pubescent, and the thought of them rutting caused Jen to shudder.“Remove your skirt and shoes, Jen,” Amy directed.The sex governess complied and stood naked before the Manskers. The masturbators on the sofa were becoming more intent on their goal.“When were you first taken, Jen?” Amy asked.“When I was 14.”“Who was it?”“A boyfriend.”“How old was he?”“14, too.”“Did he cum in you?”“Yes.”A long pause hung in the air. The children were masturbating with more fervor.“When.