“How old are you two anyway?” Katrina asked.“I'm a senior and she’s a freshman,” Amanda answered. “We’ve had sex ed if that’s what you...��re asking.”“You’ve had more than just the ed,” Krissy mumbled to herself.“Are you still with what’s his name?” Marcus asked.“Yes, I'm still with what’s his name,” Amanda responded sarcastically. “We’re going to the same college.”“By your age I’d had three different girlfriends. Two at the same time,” Marcus bragged.“I’m not a whore Dad.”“I was a player,” he. She gave a blowjob to the Priest, too, but the Priest didn’t fuck her. I wanted to dig more, but Sarika was reluctant to describe more. She asked whether I was a cuckold and was enjoying her being fucked.This made me sniff in anger, but I didn’t respond. I allowed her to fuck around with her lover, and she was dominating me now. Sarika declared that Reddy would be around the end of every month. She will be getting fucked by him at the hotel.The only condition I kept was I should be aware of it. As the spring came and the nights grew lighter, I made an effort to go home at nights. The raids would not start until later and they had tended to switch many of the raids away from the East End dock areas to more lucrative targets Mandy made no fuss at all when I went to my mothers' bedroom and even did her best to keep our secret away from Beanie.Increasingly I spent fewer nights with Heidi, and more with my mother and Beanie. Now we seemed to have a little more home life as the intensity. No, my whore-cunt controlled me. It had to be fed, satiated. Even though I came so hard on my little brother's cock, I wanted more. My snatch clenched on his softening dick, his incestuous cum so warm in me.And Mom's words... I shivered, asking, “Daddy looks at me, too?”Mom, her clothed body pressing into my back, whispered into my ear, “My little slut, he's a man. He's noticed that whorish body of yours developing. He would never do anything about it. He wants a pure daughter.” Mom's hands.