"Look at him, Allie," she breathed into Allison's ear. "Look at how much he loves you, how much he loves making you feel good. I love to please you, t...o, just like he does. We love to make you feel good because we love you." Allison's quiet sob made Abigail pause, but when Allison's moan of pleasure mixed with her cry, Abigail continued. "We've said it before. You are a part of us and a part of our relationship. We'd be incomplete without you. Please, be ours forever."Jack sped up his thrusts. It would have been the normal course of these events.Weeks later, Lawrence was still furious. His head roared with torture. It had taken great fortitude of will to escape his sick bed and seek out the girl who had taken 'the cure'. He caught her at the theater one evening and dragged her into a cloak room as the actors bellowed their lines unto a rapt audience."Hush, Marie. No one can hear you. I can barely hear you. If I let go my hand from your mouth you had best not scream again, or I will. .............but he couldn't hold back. He moved back onto his knees behind my head and pulled his cock out of my mouth, and his cum splattered across my cheek.. He used his fist to pump the load all over my face, then got up again as I used my fingers to push it all into my mouth.Just then, Jerome walked out of the bathroom, holding a sash from a robe. Climbing onto the bed beside me, he took both of my wrists and tied them tightly together. Leering at me, he then pulled my hands up over my. Maybe I just wanted to see them.I eased myself over even more quietly, making sure that the floorboards didn’t creak under my feet. Through the door, I could see some of the room, but not the bed. I got a little closer to the crack this time and what I saw almost made me faint. I definitely could hear sexual moans from the room, but Dad was sitting on his chair in the bedroom, with a bottle of beer in his right hand, his fat belly hanging in front of him and his pants down to his ankles. His.