At times he would just hold me close, and make love to me with his big man meat with lots of kissing, cuddling, and sweet talk. Other times he would j...st bend me over and fuck the shit out of me turning my little butt hole into a creaming, clenching pussy. Either way I was addicted, and belonged to him exlusively. Our trips were usually just over nighters or two nights at the most, but the one that really stands out was one that lasted a whole week. Our company bought out another plant, and. You think it’s important. Why?’ ‘Well, I may be overstating its importance.’ said my mother. ‘But it is less important to know who the father is, than who thought that he was the father.’ I nodded, thinking about that. And then, something else hit me… I’d texted Cindy and tried to call her hours ago. Where was she? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ‘I don’t know, Father.’ said Cindy. ‘Jenna’s… changed. At least to me. At least towards me. Did you notice anything?’ ‘Well, my dear,’ said Dr. P.. 5 to the 5.0-minute range for running a mile. The president’s table was full at Sou’s and John and Jenny loved a good time with their friends. John had to laugh as he remembered the wives, Jenny included acted as cheerleaders for the old farts. Cheering as each of them crossed the finish line. Everyone knew the work that was going to have to be made to return these bodies back to peak performance. As Jenny and her medical team advised, don’t think you can run five miles until you can run a mile. ”“How, while she was fucking your father ?”“No, while she was fucking my father’s brother. Many times when my father went out his brother used come and fucked my mom.”“Your father had no objection ? “I was surprised.‘No, he too used fuck his brother’s wife, I came to know later’, aunt replied.“Has your father fucked you, aunty ?” I asked.“How did you know ? “aunt was shocked a bit.“I didnt know, just asking.”“Yes my father fucked me when I was pregnant with Usha, my daughter. Till then he used.