Your mom had done a marvelous job of raising you. She really wanted no part of him anyway, and you seemed as well adjusted as any other 19 year old yo...ng lady. The somber anniversary went without much fanfare, just the two of us visiting her grave, placing some flowers and going to grab some lunch. You seemed pretty quiet, but I understood and gave you your emotional space to deal with it as you needed. The evening ended pretty uneventfully. After you had showered, you joined me in the family. It was his turn to moan as he slid his cock slowly into her mouth. She sucked on his shaft hungrily. The buzzing dildo inside her cunt was a distraction, but the man didn't seem to notice. He held her head with one hand and began to fuck her mouth.Gina loved the taste of his cock. He was leaking salty pre-cum onto her tongue as she slurped him. She took him in until her nose was pressed into his pubes. She only wished her hands were free so she could fondle his balls, or use a finger to play. Not the bullet itself but the blood welling suddenly, Julian falling to one knee. She'd been shocked at the violence of death, how he'd twisted and killed the other kidnapper in a seamless move of blinding speed before collapsing.For a day and a half she'd tended to Julian as he fought a fever brought on by the head wound. She'd washed it with clean water, and stayed by his side as he moaned and burned and cried out in his delirium. She'd carefully avoided looking at the dead bodies that. Maybe itll be small so I can finish. Nothing big, I just wanted you to know dinner is almost ready. Your mother needs you to go help her finish up. He replies, placing his hand on my knee. Sure, give me a few minutes and Ill be right down, I smile. I sit silently, staring at him and waiting for him to leave. Well, are you going to get up? He urges. Yes&hellip,? I just need a minute. My father looks at me suspiciously, but gets up and goes to the door. Looking back, he gives me a mischievous.