With the recent events they had both been stressed. Mom’s way of dealing with that, had been through the need to be held, even caressed, made love t... as a way of recovering from that. Dad was just the opposite. Always had been. He’d withdraw, become consumed in some TV program, or perhaps a book, totally ignoring mom, oblivious to her present needs. They were exact opposites. ‘Mom,’ I said holding her…speaking to her. In a minute I will give you a reason to forget all about dinner. When I do. "Your tiny ass is about to be forced open until you're completely impaled on my big hard cock!" Oh God Corey, no! Don't do it! No!!! NO!!! EEEEEEEEEH!!!" she begged frantically, then screamed as he began to apply pressure."Oh yes!" Amanda breathed intensely. "Fuckin' rape her delicious little ass! And then rape mine!" AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!" Cindy screamed as her pink rosette was forced open to it's natural limit, then slowly stretched by the huge intruding phallus."Oh yah, you're being fucking. Callum was frightened, nothing like this had ever happened to him before, it was far from how he imagined it laying awake at night fantasizing. Their hands roamed over his body, one went under his tee shirt and pinched his nipple, another slid along his smooth hairless legs and yet another hand was squeezing his butt appreciatively. Callum panicked and started to struggle which only made them more determined, clearly they were enjoying humiliating the small white boy. Finally he managed to. Maybe she knew where this moment was going better than I did. “Is the rest of you perfect too?” She looked at me a moment, then shrugged as lightly as possible. “Can I see?” “Ne.” Her breath shuddered. I grazed my fingers across the fabric of her sleeve, down her chest, to each end of her hips. I peeled her shirt away. With each garment I removed, I asked if I could see the part of her it was covering. For her socks and pants, she didn’t bother answering. She simply joined in the effort of.