I had got admission in a military school in my 6th standard (story of that life will be in next parts). i had come home for my diwali vacations after ... months in school, and as usual were sleeping with my family. I used to notice movements of my mom and dad, but didn’t had guts to look directly as to what was happening, sp i used to peep and look and see my father riding over my mom and my mom making moans, i didn’t understand what was happening, but i liked whatever it was.I had seen this. I increased my speed and rammed her pussy. Juices were leaking out of her pussy and it made a weird noise.The room was filled with the sound of thumping of skins. I was nowhere near to my orgasm as I had already come a few moments ago. While fucking her pussy I kissed her and put my fingers in her ass and grabbed the boobs in the other. She was enjoying it.But I was losing stamina after 20 minutes of hardcore missionary sex. So I lay down on my back and she rode on top of me. She was humping on. .. is this.... your father?" sheasked quietly. She nodded silently, clearly not wanting to be there atthis moment.The man, startled at Diana's presence, spoke up, "Who is this, babygirl?" as he attempted to close the distance from Jane. "Why I amDiana, a good friend of your daughter, Mister...." Ah, Todd Miles, pleased to meet you ma'am. Now its been a while,Jane," as he turned to Jane after having shaken Diana's hand. "No,Dad, I am not coming back, if that's what you are asking. I have movedon. It is like describing the movements you use to make sounds into words. There is a connection, intimate and communal. There is still the one, the individual. But in one lies the strength of many, shared and focused, overwhelming... ”Ruby looked at the ruined remains of the robot redhead. “Dagoth was one being of hate stacked on top of many. Interchanging, cycling, competitive, one pitted against the other. Easy to topple together.”And Rachel saw. Ruby had stepped slowly from the bus, walking as.