“Don’t cry. Maybe we can work something out.” I said hesitantly. Her face immediately went back up and she had a big smile on her face.“Thanks...” she screamed, and wrapped her hands around me, hugging me. She held it for about a full 5 seconds. I smelled her hair. It smelled good. After she finally released, she said “so what should I do?” I thought for a moment. I didn’t really know. I just said that so she would stop crying. I could get fired if I didn’t mark her paper correctly.“I’m not. So I closed the door and headed to my room. As I entered my girl rolled over seeing me enter the room and smiled. "Hey babe." She says "how was Mickie this morning?" I shook my head in surprise. How she know? She saw us? We wasnt to loud to really wake anyone up so had to ask but before I could ask she spoke again. "Mickie told me that our first morning she was going to make everyone breakfast so I know she would already be up. So seeing you wasnt here when I woke I thought you was playing with. Russ and Jane rented our house for six years, and we fucked at least twice a month during that time. I also learned that dad got in on the act. All the women had talked about dad fucking them in the past and Jane just to learn how good he was. Jane did say he was bigger than I was, and that he did have tricks I did not have, but she would not share them with me. I should have asked dad about them before he died.There was a one-time incident with Bart and his wife during that six-year span. . When he was ready he returned to the garage, to find Jane still deeply asleep and dangling in the air. He knelt down and took her nipple into his mouth, he squeezed and sucked on her breasts until her nipples were hard and swollen. His cock was now swollen, and he again stood behind her and thrust his rigid cock back up her bum. It was just as tight as before, and he fucked her arse long and hard relishing the feel of her anus gripping his shaft tightly. It was too erotic for his control,.