"After dinner, which was "come as you are" for a change, our Mothers took everyone to the music room. The women arranged themselves to sing, and we gu...s lined up along the wall to listen. Dad had a chair, but the rest of us just stood.Our Mothers were on their harps and struck the first note. All of the women picked it up and began to sing. The sound was terrific. It was an old Irish folk ballad they were singing in Gaelic. We had heard it many times, but this time it sounded different, though. Mrs Patel continued to shower me with her kisses, her hand stealthily guided Miss Jenna’s throbbing dick to my ass. I can feel her tip trying to penetrate my twitchy asshole. With less of a warning, she thrust her hip, her dick forcefully penetrating my behind. I can feel her throbbing cock getting deeper and deeper. I gasped as I felt every inch of her dick in my ass.Midst my moaning, Mrs Patel passionately made out with me, my moaning were muffled in between her kisses, her hot breath was. And then, sex tension building into aggression, you take control, pushing on my warm chest and as I fall onto the bed, and bouncing up you open your mouth moving to my trouser, lips touching the hard denim, and zip metal, covering my ramrod, you unzip quickly, I tug my trouser down,, my cock rises erect, throbbing red angry,, an eager grab pushing in, a salty flesh firm living pleasure instrument, precum dribbling from it's end, warm in your mouth, as I groan and buckle to mouth fuck you. All the rest were a product of being blackmailed and forced to have unprotected sex with her father-in-law.After the first child, Cindy had begged Allen not to impregnate her again, but she knew she’d do anything to keep her husband from finding out their daughter wasn’t his, even if it meant having more children by her father-in-law. Allen had informed Cindy if she got on birth control to keep him from impregnating her that she’d pay the consequence. Knowing he could destroy her marriage at.