A few weeks later we heard a rumor that Juan and his wife had moved. We drove over to their old house and found another family living there, they knew...nothing of Juan or where he might have moved to. We never saw or heard from them again. Maria grew into a lovely teenager. She appeared to be normal in every respect, other than sleeping and having sex with me. None of her friends ever suspected what happened in the house after they would leave. Maria seemed to be a popular girl in school and. But the opposite end of that spectrum was when she would go out at night “Dogging”.. blowing strangers, being tied up and having all her holes stuffed by multiple cocks. She went out in public without panties and made sure that men saw her spreading her thighs apart.. sometimes she fucked some of them while her husband watched. I quite liked her because she really was down to earth. There was both an aloofness, a craving for roughness but also a sweetness to her nature.. a willingness to. ”“Okay Joseph,” she said, giving him a quick kiss.Joe headed to the galley and found sandwiches, chips and a bucket of ice with sodas and beer. He chose beer and a tuna sandwich and entered the gathering room. He found his favorite people there. His wives. Essie. Chandi. Charlie.“Have you seen Vic?” Charlie asked him.“She’s with her dad,” Joe told him.“Oh. Okay.”Chandi and Moe shifted on the couch, making room for him.“Did it work?” Moe asked.“Hopefully,” Joe said.“What do you mean?”“I believe. I would find out tomorrow that Father took one of the dining chairs, and threw it straight onto my door, nearly missing my mother by a few inches.The loud crash told me to back away from the door. At the time I thought that Father was so mad that he had to unleash it all on me. I ran from the door through my dark room and darted for my bed. I climbed into bed, covered my body and finally my head with my blanket and wait it out. Too scared to uncover myself, I went straight to sleep, wishing.