....I swallowed deeply, struggling to emerge fromthe denial......raped me.I put the plated salads in the fridge, only now realising I was crying.My te...rs were not of sadness. But an anger that, as well as hurting me,I had allowed my assailant into my mind. Allowed the fear he had createdto keep me prisoner in my own home. Not anymore, I vowed. Not anymore.And poor Steve......Steve.........Stephanie, I smiled.......PoorStephanie had entered my world at just the wrong time. Unlucky, girl. Ihope. Not much later he had pulled out and shoved his dick in my mouth. I sucked the cum from his dick contently, knowing it wasn’t over yet. He looked down at me and kissed me gently. I could feel his magnificent cock twitching on my leg. It was baffling how quick this man could be ready for more. When he reentered me it took more time. He wasn’t fully hard yet and I was still breathing my way out of the last round. He looked directly into my eyes and slowly worked his way in. It felt so erotic to. "Its amazing the progress you can make when you don't have to wait on some state inspector to hold three meetings and 4 conference calls to determine if four inches of pipe sticking out of the ground is adequate," he said with a laugh. "It made me realize that I have been doing state work too long without a break. This project is almost like taking a vacation on the job." The water tower had the first complete coat of paint put on it today. They will give it a day to dry and then the final coat. .. Dammit!" Mike pulled out of me as the truck stopped and the engine shut-off with a dying growl a second later.Both boys were trying to get dressed as quickly as they could and my brothers and I just watched them with curious amusement. It was only their father and he'd fucked me plenty of times, so why would he be mad if his sons did it? Humans had never made much sense to me, even when I'd been one, so I just lay there, getting on my side with my tummy close to the eyebolt. I could at least.