Now, with me at seventeen and daddy at thirty-nine, we were used to having just each other as company and honestly I preferred it. Daddy could still p...ss as thirty and he wasn't short of money in the bank, so over the years he'd had a steady string of younger women, bimbos! I hated it when they were around, draping themselves over my daddy, trying to keep him to themselves! Most of them could pass for my sister, let alone a mother to me!It was a boiling hot summer afternoon and I was home alone. That had been the last hurdle. By pushing a hidden button, the receptionist opened the inner portal. She smiled her sweet smile, the same she had greeted her neighbours this morning with:"Welcome to our church where we pray to pain!"HEAVEN'S GATEThe turbine house's interior was a hall of titanic dimensions.The ancient turbines and generators were still resting in their positions, but between their foundations all forms of abnormities took place, behind every corner unspeakable monstrosities. His bulbous cock stood fully erect, his swollen testicles lined with engorged veins. Heat emanated from between his thighs, smelling of stale sweat.?Let me out of here, right now?please??Taking Brittany by the hair with one hand, Mr. Hathaway closed his fingers around the trunk of his manhood and tilted it to her lips. ?Open up, baby.?Fighting Mr. Hathaway’s grip proved impossible. ?Please?? The cockhead slipped between her lips. ?Don’t make me do this!??Open up or I’ma open it for you, girl.?. Carrie’s breasts were perfect, smooth little mounds with tiny little nipples that I loved to play with. Sarah on the other hand, really filled out her bra, the little half cups barely holding those impressive mammary glands upright. Her nipples were much larger. I’d feel comfortable saying they could be half an inch long if they were stimulated.But, bad marriage or not, she was still married, and off limits.My dick felt like it was choking to death in the confines of my shorts, especially when.