“What? I said who the fuck...” Bill stopped suddenly not liking the look in Roland's eyes or his build.“Let the girl go” ordered Eshe.Bill did... Michelle slid to the floor and lay still.“She wanted it. She's a fucking whore” Bill said quickly.Eshe remained impassive “I don't care,” she said “You've had your fun. Now its time for you to leave”“What?”“The lady is asking you to fuck off” explained Roland. “She won't ask twice”Bill looked from one to the other, shrugged, zipped his trousers and went. .. fuck Mistress....!" she called out, as a wave of orgasms shot through her whole body. Her deep heavy breathing slowly settling down, as she collapsed back onto the bed, laying flat. Her hand resting upon her dripping wet pussy. Her other hand, gripped upon her breast.Mistress's leaned over her position as one of her hands dipped between her thighs, and her fingertips slipped upon some of the juices that Eve had slipped from her wet cunt, and upon the sheets. She dipped upon them, and then. Father’s dick was hard again, so I took his shaft gently in my hand and began stroking him up and down. I said, “Father, this looks like you are telling the truth about desiring your fourteen-year-old daughter. Is that true?”“Yes Alicia,” Father answered.“Have you ever had an incest fantasy about your little girl before daddy?” I asked.My father’s dick swelled and he shot hot, sticky semen all over my hand.“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’ daddy,” I said.My father looked confused. “Why?” He asked.“Our. You couldn’t wait for my shoulder to get better, so you ran to Cathy to get your jollies? Jeezes, Mike, you fit your new nickname to a ‘T’ ... Barra... CUDA?”This was exactly what I would have expected to hear from Lynette if I truly believed she was upset with me. Instead, her continuation of this skullduggery was actually giving me more ammo to use in my upcoming counter-offensive. I did my best to act contrite, and I took everything Lynette was dishing out like a whipped puppy with his tail.