Too slowly. I began to push back onto him until he suddenly slapped my ass. Slap! "Be patient, Kitten." I knew he could tell I was pouting but I don't...think he cared anymore. He had that look in his eyes. They were dark and hungry. He stuck another finger into my cunt while reaching underneath and grabbing my breast. He rubbed my nipple between two fingers and I cried out. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to stay calm. All I felt was this wild need to have him inside me. I wanted it so badly. After what had happened yesterday, he'd decided she would wake when she was ready.Even though he knew it was wrong, he was more than pleasantly surprised to have seen her lush body. In his mind he was still picturing every detail and he knew he'd never forget that sight as long as he lived.Fred shook his head to clear the thoughts away and vowed that was the last time he'd masturbate over his niece. She was fifteen and he was nearly 40. His thoughts began to wander again but he concentrated on. "After dinner, I have a gift for you, but you have to do something to earnit. I know you will enjoy your gift," she teased.As they finished dinner, he asked, "So Helen, what do I have to do to earnthis gift?" Not much, just clean up here, give me 10 minutes or so, then meet me inour bathroom in your birthday suit."His interest peaked, he cleared the table, tossed out the emptycontainers, and put the dirty dishes and silverware in the dishwasher.Meanwhile, after she got the packages from near. Had he been bleeding into his stomach? Was he wounded? Forcing his eyes open, he stared up at the ceiling of the visitation chamber. He could hear something ... something wet and squishy ... as well as ... laughter. Pushing himself up, he looked around to try and figure out what was going on. The tables and chairs in the auditorium had all been pulverized, and only one guard of the original swarm remained. He was busy painting the walls red with blood, using sundered body parts of his former.