Me: It has to be thoroughly cooked to prevent disease. It may not be completely dried out yet, but we should at least check.Just as I had expected Mil...s agreed with a head nod. We moved the barrel to the tarp we hadn't used over the doghouse. Then I cut one of the three hangers loose. I cut it carefully saving as much of the wire as possible so that it could be reused. The squirrel landed on the tarp which was reasonably clean.When we tore into the squirrel, I found the meat was done, but it. Wanda said, “Living the way we did, I never saw another man and dad very rarely saw another female. He was home schooling me and I had access to a full library. I sometimes strayed from his lesson plans and read about the psychology of love and sex. I was convinced that a celibate life was not good for either of us, both physically and mentally. I am not vain, but I did recognize that I was physically pleasing enough to attract dad’s attention at some point, probably after I was a little older. He was playing football with the boys when Mr. Thomas called him.He unbuttoned his shorts and pushed it down.His cock was hard and erect in front of the girl.She could smell the warm smell of the cock - a mixture of sweat and urine.He pushed back his foreskin and saidTake it in your mouth.She had no option. She opened her mouth. As soon as she opened her mouth, he pushed his cock inside her and held her tightly by her head.She could feel his long thick cock touching her throat.He began to fuck. We orgasmed the best we’d ever had. Squirming and fingering us. (“Oh Ron!”) came out of my mouth. She moaned quietly just said: (“…oh my god.”)….. Our fingers were very wet as we carefully rubbed our sensitive clits……----------….That weekend, Tiffany came over and mom went to play tennis. Now it was just stepdad, I and Tiffany. Tiffany didn’t know I had a talk with stepdad privately. I told him how Tiffany really liked him and the she had no stepdad. I ‘hinted’ that poor Tiffany need some.