Aanya was in the eighth grade and the drama had begun. The boys were just beginning to think girls weren’t as useless as they thought. Girls, on the...other hand, were separating the studs from the duds. ‘Sounds like fun,’ I said. I had no plans that even sounded close to a good board game. Raj looked at me funny. I could tell he was thinking. His eyes always became still when his brain was working. ‘I love that you come,’ Raj said, ‘it makes Kiran and Aanya very happy, but I worry we are. Mike settled on the big settee and I took the armchair. C went to the loo again, and she was quite a long time, but when she returned she had changed into her nightwear and her dressing gown. She said something about having spilled drink down her dress. She took the other side of the settee, so was alongside Mike. She pulled her legs up and leaned back. She was obviously still high on the drink, and her dressing gown was rather more open than it should have been. Mike couldn't take his eyes off. He did it while mom was trying tocall a lawyer, telling me that if I told her he would lie and ensure thatmom was never allowed to see you again."She looked at Miguel who was listening intently. Lupe encouraged her tocontinue so she added, "Mom was allowed to go to games because theycouldn't ban her without you getting angry. She heard a lot of the thingsthat the families said, most of which was told to them by the guys whochased us out today. Mom had to listen to them badmouthing her and me. How much it made me tremble on the bed.I squeezed my eyes shut as his tongue danced around my clit. His hands shoved beneath my rump. He gripped my butt-cheeks as he sealed his lips around my love button. He sucked. My eyes flew open so wide. They bulged with the shock of pleasure surging through me.“Daddy!” I squealed, my cunt clenching.He nursed on my clitoris. His tongue pressed on my love button over and over again. It was amazing. My orgasm built and built. This scary burst of incestuous.