Later though, we had moved in together. None of our friends thought of us as individuals. It was always Matt and Donna or Donna and Matt. I guess I ju...t assumed more than Donna felt.Anyway, I finally pulled into home. I guess I should have called, but I had been so down when I left, I never even thought of it. When I pulled into the driveway, no one was home. I found he key they always kept hidden and let myself in.I put my stuff away and went in the living room to wait for my parents. I just. "What was that?" Ms. Carter asked, not removing her gaze from her papers.She turned her chair to her right as she assessed an essay."Gotta try, or I'll never know," Gavin repeated. He slowly turned andfaced Ms. Carter. She didn't look like she was paying one whit ofattention to him. "I... claim you as my own, Hollow God," he said, hisbody as stiff as a board, "and... I am your master."Ms. Carter said nothing. She kept looking at her papers.But her eyes weren't moving."I claim you as my own,. I told him how wet I was and gathering some of my juices in my fingers I rubbed them into his tied hand and ball bag so he could feel my wetness. 'Can you hear me fingering myself,' I moaned as I frigged my clit back and forth. He nodded and I saw his cock twitching in front of me. I climbed over him and between his legs, I rubbed round his crotch and knew I couldn't wait much longer to gobble down on his cock. I licked at his swollen balls and then ran my tongue up and down the length of his. "I need to do laundry. No I just need more clothes," he muttered.Resigned to facing my father half naked having just slept with his son, I headed upstairs. I slowly stepped into the kitchen. My dad was at the stove, his back to me. He looked to be just wearing a flannel robe, which was quite a shock as I almost never saw my dad not dressed."Hi, pumpkin," he said as he turned towards me. He was holding a plate full of pancakes, which he then placed down on the island bar between us. "Dig in.".