We remained standing, locked together for what felt like hours. My cock grew larger, while C’s juices flowed onto me. Kris licked the back of C�...�s neck, while Craig occasionally got his hands in to massage C’s back. C took in our energy. She seemed to have a strong unusual sense, taking in all that she could, while remaining blissful, totally at peace.Gradually C’s mood shifted. She began moaning, moving with an increasing passion. I tried to give her lower, sensual area attention,. She moved me to the sofa and sat me down next. She then asked me to open my clothes as I opened my pant 1st she moved into her target and got the first taste of my penis. The silkiness of her tongue felt sensual against my foreskin. She then pushed the skin and took the swollen cook head on her lips and rolled her tongue over it, teasing her young lover with each roll of her tongue. Unable to stand it any longer and I pushed my penis against her mouth and I was fingering her pussy while she was. He was still passed out. "Dad," I said again. Nothing. It must have felt good to him. I liked the idea of making my Dad feel good. My body was tingling even more. I never felt anything like this except when I played with myself. This was better. I lowered my mouth back down on Dad. This time I tried to see how much of him I could get in my mouth. I think I got about half of it in. I closed my lips around it so I could suck on it better. Dad moaned again. This time I didn't stop. I kept going up. But I couldn't decide now how to act, so I then decided to just keep her drugged and quiet, strung up dangling from a chain hung from a beam in the roof, like a pig awaiting processing at a slaughter house. I'd never spent any time on a farm, but I was certain that most pigs probably possessed more genuine humanity than Edwina did!Edwina was a depraved murderous bitch, but she was mostly harmless now and I could decide upon her fate later. For now, I had other potential enemies that might.