She had seen enough "after school specials" and had had been provided with sufficient health-class warnings to know that the molestation was not her f...ult, and any guilt associated with the incestuous aspect of this experience rested squarely on her Dad.Certainly, several months ago, when her breasts had started to sprout and her hips had begun to take on their first real swell along the path to womanliness, she had enjoyed shaking her bottom in front of her father, the only male in the house.. I wrestled with the straps that bound my hands but it was useless.Suddenly, I heard the man's voice change from anger to pure ecstasy. He had her pinned to the bed again, fucking her hard from behind, and I knew he was on the verge. To my surprise, my mouth watered with anticipation. Then, in one last series of thrusts, he came. I could see it in his eyes. He was filling her. After a few more pumps, he pulled out, letting the last few waves of cum spill onto her. They glistened like white. "Let me see what he wants." I said looking at Sue."Go ahead." She replied. He led me into the den where a baby crib stood in the corner with a baby inside. I walked over to see it."Look! This is our cousin Jay!" I stood in shock looking down at him. I was puzzled for a second. I turned quickly looking at Sue standing in the doorway. She was smiling and nodded her head yes, indicating he was my son. I kneeled down putting my hands and forehead on the crib as my eyes moistened."God forgive me!" I. After we were finished, we went back to our car. Even though we had just finished fucking like rabbits, we were both still sexually aroused and very, very horny. Anita reminded some of our previous rest stop episodes, so I agreed when she suggested we could hang around for a while…I stayed in the car and she went to the comfort station, pausing to study the big map board like she was lost, looking for the right road. She was wearing a tight tank top, with no bra that really emphasized her.