She felt the latch splinter under her boot, but before she could even consciously register it, she was already through the doorframe and heading for D...nald in a flying tackle. He didn’t look like much of a fighter, but Adele didn’t plan to take any chances. He obviously made up in brains what he lacked in brawn, and Adele wanted to take every chance she could to keep him off-balance. He looked up at her, his face a mask of surprise and alarm. He looked gaunt and haggard, like a man who’d been. The whiskey was setting my flesh on fire. I glanced at the blinds that blocked out the darkness that would only remain for a few more hours. I jumped when Amanda's music poured from the speakers over my head. I giggled stupidly, tilting my head back as I let the liquid fire pour down my throat."What are you thinking?" she asked, leaning on the bar toward me. "How strong this damn whiskey is" we both laughed, Amanda taking a swig out of the bottle. "Eh, I could drink two of these suckers" she. This gave me the shivers, and I just sucked harder on my father's cock until he spewed his cum in my mouth and all over my face.Mom then came up and licked the cum off my face, directing me to go down on her as she sprawled on the bed, kissing my father and letting him play with her breasts. I loved the tangy taste of my mother's cunt as I licked and lapped voraciously, sucking the bud of her clit into my mouth like a little cock.Mom's body trembled and her thighs squeezed in on my head as she. I was betting that he'd go for Lynn.On the morning of the 12th, Lynn got into her little red Miata and headed out for Vegas like her ass was on fire. Inside Lynn's mind, I'd programmed her to believe that she knew my plans, knew how I was going to come after Vincent. She knew that she had to get to Vegas before me.Late that afternoon, I said goodbye to Natalie and Angela by phone, briefly touching their minds to make sure that they would not follow me. They, regardless of the outcome, would.