If only I could die I would be happy. Laying eyes on my son erased the pain and closed the wounds on my face and body, it breathed new life into me an... assured me that our souls are real, and that our pain however intolerable is fleeting and not in vain. I was afraid to touch him as if he were made out of cotton candy and my fingers could reshape him and turn him into nothing but so much sugar from which he was made. My blood marked his body, proving that he was mine. My flesh, my blood, a new. This changed things for us and he could only fuck me when she was out of the house. She soon went to work and I had dad all day long. We would fuck several times and sometimes it would go for hours. The slut was having her period so one night dad came into my room for a piece of ass. He fucked me for over two hours before returning to their bed. I wore his cock out riding him hard. He loved my young tight cunt and missed fucking me nightly.The next day dad had to go to a meeting out of town so. "I phoned in to work and took a day off sick, then went to the casino.Jayne was there to greet me and led me upstairs to what I presumed wasMiriam's private apartment. She said we were going to have fun and justto relax. She gave me another two tablets to swallow that she assured methat they were nothing to worry about. I needed something to relax me andswallowed them without further question.That day she made me use a depilatory cream on my whole body and showerit off. I never had much body. As I was tired from the trip, I made my to the bedroom and got ready for bed.Olya's bed was a small old fashioned bed, tight and cozy. I lay in my boxers, resting but not yet sleepy. It was too warm to use covers. Suddenly aunt Tania came into the room in her night gown. short stature, long blonde hair. In the moonlight coming from the window, I could see her beautiful face, and her green-blue eyes, sporting a coy smile. Her dress was not purely sexy, but outlined her shape quite well. No.