I had my dad moaning out loud, and never ever heard him tell me he loved me so many times before in my life. He put his hands onto my head, and then I...began to deep throat him. As I said, he had a bigger dick than Ted, so it was a little more difficult to do that. Although, I was still the blow job queen."Fuck, Ted is such a lucky mother fucker," Frank moaned.I didn't reply, but I knew that. He was fucking his mother, and aunt right then. Before I knew it, Frank began moaning really. I was not cold — even though the heat had gone out of the day; I could feel the heat from the fires, and the tea was starting to take effect.My spirit began to rise. Looking down I could see myself still sitting in the clearing next to my sister. Once more, I found myself in the midst of a series of confusing visions.We were running fast through the forest; when I looked down I could see my hooves dancing as I raced between the trees. Behind, the others howled as they chased us, their feet. "Yes honey, I'm here!"My Aunt Grace appeared above me. She was even prettier than I remembered her if not thinner. She had a look of despair on her face."What happened to me Grace?" I asked. "Where are Mom and Dad?"She looked up at the doctor and she suddenly looked crestfallen and then looked back at me."The doctor wants you to figure out what happened on your own, honey." How bad am I?" I asked."You're a lucky young man," said the doctor. "You have several cuts and bruises, some of the cuts. "That was fun," I said, after he ran out of cum. "Where's the orange juice? I'm still hungry." I made a mental note to not be on the bottom of a 69 any more. The food really hit the spot. It was just what we needed. We were hungry. I fed the last deviled egg to Buster and saved him a cookie for later. I laid back on the blanket to relax. Jack had put a little whiskey in the orange juice. It gave it a good taste but combined with the food, it put me right to sleep. I woke up and saw Jack.