Mom put me on the pill six months later to mitigate my raging hormones. Bink’s mom did because Bink was cute, young, and Barb thought, going to get ...oy-hungry any day now. Instead, me and Bink dove into each other to stave off the need for boys.“Until I can marry Ben,” Bink used to tease.Now I’m mixed in with the two of them. Ben’s pushing his lips through her bangs. Yeah, he hates ‘em.Later that evening, showered, satisfied, lying on the bed in a triangle, my head next to Ben’s depleted (yeah,. .. Helen loved the feel of cock spurting cum deep in her pregnant cunt and the taste of cum on her lips and tongue. She was servicing up to 50 cocks a day now and she loved it. Gary thought she was still working at the roadhouse as a waitress and never knew she was being a cheap slut fuck-whore. Even letting her now father-in-law fuck her pregnant cunt. He enjoyed that he was fucking his son’s wife and his son didn't have a clue his father was pumping his wife full of his creamy thick. "Papa! Look!" Karith pointed down the beach at a shape lying in the edge of the surf. "Something has washed up onshore."Her call brought Galt out of his silent musings and he brought his hand up to shield his eyes as he tried to scan the shoreline in the area where she pointed. When he could not make out what she was describing he stood up and approached her."Karith, wait there," Galt commanded as he approached his daughter, seeing the shape rolling in the surf. "It might be dangerous."Galt. The thing that caught my attention though was the big chalk circle in the middle of the floor, and the strange symbols all around it. Mr. G told me to stand in the circle, then he picked up some sort of wooden staff that was leaning against the wall. "Farewell for now," Mr. G told me with an amused smile, "and enjoy yourself." Then while he was muttering something under his breath in a language that I didn't recognize, I remembered him saying something about my host... then wondering, did he.