How could this happen?" she asked in awe."I do not know, my Sweet," Henry answered. Meanwhile, I was looking at Clare and Cathleen. The marks on their...wrists were no longer black, but had turned a dark green. I moved over to Clare to check on her."Are the two of you all right?" I asked." Oh yes, Michael. We are both fine. The children are fine now also," she answered happily."What about the marks?" I asked noting their change in color."They are all right. They don't bother us, and will soon be. Hey, I’m siced you’re in the group, man. Good shit.”“Thanks.”I lay down on the next bed, put my head up, and opened my notebook, and read over the notes again. I was gonna ace this one, partially thanks to Heather.When I wrote my name down for the quiz, I looked over some of the questions and instantly recognized them, knowing the answers. But, as I started writing down the answers, thoughts of the sweet lovin’ I got in the room flooded my mind. The more I got into the quiz, the hotter I got.. "Gonna fuck your pussy, honey."He drove his dick up her cunt, jamming it deep."Ah yeah," he huffed. "Fucking you now, baby, unhh yeah—fucking my daughter—yeah—ah baby, your daddy's fucking you." Oh Daddy, ahh!" she gasped. "Oh ah, umm." She wrapped her arms and legs around him and thrust back at him, humping her cunt to meet his thrusts.He pumped her pussy, screwing her fully and strongly, jabbing his cock up and down."Unhh yeah—sweet fucking pussy you!" he gasped. "Ah yeah, fuck, daughter,. He didn’t notice Erica walking up the stairs until she was standing right in front of him. Erica was Bryan’s next-door neighbor. She also lived on the second floor and they could see into each other’s apartment. This was not necessarily a good thing, he came to realize. Erica never seemed to draw her curtains and ran around in various states of undress. Normally, Bryan might enjoy the voyeuristic show, but she seemed to lack any sense of modesty or discretion. There was also a steady stream of.