Almost as an afterthought she asked in a slightly, more neutral voice, "Who is at your house right now?" Nena not thinking replied, "Carlos and my stu...id drunken father. Everyone else is at church."Constancia just smiled.Carlos was Nena's fifteen-year-old brother. Like most boys his age, he was totally preoccupied with girls. Often fantasizing about the girls in his class at school. Even when he was playing his favorite sport, soccer, he found himself thinking about some girl's boobs, or tight. Lucifer and Mother no longer spoke to her. For the past three days the only voices she had heard were Lou's and her own. Everything was coming together, just as she had hoped.It was the end of their meat supply that signaled the beginning of a new problem, one that Mary was not prepared for. She had not thought too much about it when it happened. She'd cooked and served the last of the meat, tidied up the cabin and gone to bed. In the morning would be soon enough to worry about butchering. No future. Nothing. They got into an argument about all of that, actually. She was always drugged out and my dad was always doing construction. I was left home all day with the witch, stuck in my little room with no more than a sandwich until my daddy got home. When he did, I felt how much he loved me and how much he despised her. I was his little girl. He would put me in the bathtub and play with me, feed me burgers and steaks topped off with a big bowl of ice cream, brush my hair until there. Trisha put her hand down between them trying to guide his cock to her opening.“We don’t have to be in that much of a hurry,” he commented, moving to suck on each nipple. He kissed his way down her ribs across her stomach, then lower to each hip bone.“You love to suck cock, I love to eat pussy,” he said, making his way to her mound. His nostrils inhaled the heady aroma of her moisture as several fingers entered her hole. Dan ran the broad side of his tongue over her pussy, stopping to excite her.