Dad was killed. We no longer had the head of our household. Someone just suggested moving closer to my grandparents and Mom was ready to start packing... Then she spoke with Mr. Evans, her boss.“He said that he didn’t want her to move away and that he had a small house on his property, a guest house that we could stay in for a while. Mom got a small settlement from Dad’s death but since my dad was self–employed and it was an accident due to weather more than anything else and you can’t take God. After tonight... He returned to his room, putting the headphones in his ears as he pressed play, his cock in his hand once more as he relived that fateful night. For the first time, as he watched the writhing body of the girl, he had a passing thought. Looking at her skin and her figure, he was struck by the resemblance to his daughter. 'That's sick', he told himself. Besides, most fit young girls around her age had soft skin and nice tight little bodies, didn't they? He quickly put the. “Do you still have your data pad?”I reflexively had put the pad in my front pants pocket. “Yes.”“Good let’s get you registered and quartered.”We went over to the table. My concubines were watching the medical people work on the people they had helped. There were tears in their eyes and some open weeping as some of the people had sheets pulled over their heads. Some of the victims never stood a chance.I was still a little in shocked at what I had witnessed from my concubines. Even though they. I said ok then and gave my underwear to her, she saw my hard cock but didnt say anything just smile naughtily at me.My condition was getting worse I had to get the load off my balls but was scared that my mom might scold me.Seeing me so tense my mother asked me is everything allright puddin you are sweating.She then came really close to me and said let me wash you my love.I couldnt believe my ears and I said yeah.She then slowly started appying soap on my body and looking at my cock she said.