I used the opportunity for a quick grasp of Shelley's submerged ass while her daughter took the opportunity, innocently I doubt, to tickle the tip of ...y cock for a second with her big toe. I popped my head up, hand still on Shelley's boxer-clad ass. I gave it a nice little pinch and let go. My turn.They were both still hooting and hollering for me when I asked Shelley truth or dare."Dare" "I dare you to kiss me". "I'm Married Mr., to her" she was pointing at DanyAnne, "Father." I knew neither. .. thought I'd surprise him with it," she stated."No shit!" I said to myself, wondering how he'd take the way Bella had redecorated his favorite room. "He ... he actually asked you to, fuck..." I wasn't sure I wanted to think about it further. "What about my mom? Damn ... she'll shit if she ever sees any of this!" I said worriedly. To which Bella only laughed."I wouldn't worry about that too much David. I did a little something special for her too," as she once again glanced over towards. I wear a mask of contentment that grows weaker; my smile however happy it may appear is a charade- a fake twitch of the muscles for my audience. I feel angry, I feel unworthy, I feel caged and I feel empty. These emotions make me want to break free — to leave this life in search of another for nothing I or anyone else does makes me feel truly happy and conflict free. To fill the gap I harbour in my soul seems pointless — neither family member nor any person on this earth can change the way I. The way you touch me, the way you--"The bedroom door swung open, thumping against the wall. Madeline stood there, her face flushed and her hands closed into fists. "You bastard," she said to her son, her voice raspy. "Couldn't you wait one lousy day before sticking your cock into... into..." Striding into the room, she focused her glare on April. "And you, you dirty, stinking whore, get off of my son!" She buried both of her hands in the girl's blonde hair and yanked ferociously, pulling her.