They sat, Ramona at the head of the table, with her children on each side of her and Mister Smith at the other end.As dishes of food began to be passe... around, the man spoke.“Your mother tells me that you two are curious about what is happening next door, at the old Nettleton place. This is true, yes?”His accent caused Debbie to stutter.“Y ... Y ... Yes.” The bowl of asparagus slipped from her fingers and thumped on the table, but didn’t spill. She blushed. “Sorry,” she said.“Well, that is a. He yelled the question again and I finally knew the answer."It's your pussy, Daddy." That's right slut! Whose tits are those?" Yours, Daddy. They belong to you." That's a good little fuckslut!" he said as I felt his fingers rubbing my slit and flicking at my clit. I was wet and slippery, and I was deeply ashamed because of it. My body had completely betrayed me. While I reluctantly traded my body to him for my sister's safety, my body seemed all-but-eager for his touch.When he was satisfied. Ah had to wait a bit till her younger bruther got done. Betty Lou made him git his ass in gear and get ta squirtin cause my tallywhacker fills her up better. Course it’s easier to slip ma eight-incher inter her little puss when it’s fresh juiced up. Ah don’t mind cause it’s usully thet way anyhew.She were already bent over the sink warshin dishes so Ah jest flipped up thet short jean skirt she lakes to wear and slid right in. She squealed real nice when Ah filled her up and reached around to. She was still tentatively looking into the large mirror and then came over to kiss my face. "You were very good last night honey" Thanks you're not so bad yourself" rubbing my chin and sore head."I could barely walk this morning not sure how much damaged you did" Laughing in short bursts. "Well you did say more and harder right, remember?" With that I put my arms around her waist and stroked her breasts in circles, kissing her neck gently. "Mmmmmm yeah I liked it"“P said you would be good in.