As Gabe’s eyes darted all over the room, looking for escape. She reached down and started stroking Gabe’s penis, he let out a low moan. “Hmmm, y...ah, big brother likes that doesn’t he? Now why don’t we let sister have a taste?” She cooed. I shrieked over and over, but the mistress just reached forward, pinched my nose shut, and pulled my mouth unto his dick. I had no choice, I began sucking, and bobbing my head on my brother’s penis, trying not to choke or gag. Tears streamed down my face. . I don't know why I didn't try and stop him, but I didn't. Benny stroked my flaccid cock with one hand and disrobed with the other. Before I knew what was happening, Benny was between my legs grinding our cocks together, his was rigid and stiff, mine was soft and limp. Benny slowly raised one of my legs before I could protest and was trying to stick his rigidly hard cock into my dry anal opening. I tried to push him off, but was too drunk to make a decent fight of it. Benny spit into his hand. I suppose any other mother would have put her foot down on such open shows of affection, but Mom never even gave me a glare. She just smiled and went about doing her stuff.I had been trying to see if there was anybody in my class I liked enough to go to the Prom with - and after an hour of analysis, I could come up with only one conclusion - Dad was the only one left on the list. I had unconsciously selected my Dad as the criterion for choosing my date, and ended up with every other name on the. .. grind on me!I quickly sat up, a nervous sweat breaking out on my body. I ran my hand through my dark brown hair, looking at my feet awkwardly."Look, Star, this is getting kinda weird..."She sighed, and I felt guilty as a look of pain swept her features."Sapphire..." She began. Crap, she's serious; she used my real name. "I've had a crush on you for like... a month now... and I didn't know how to tell you. I guess my feelings got out of hand because they were bottled up fir so long. I can't.