Helena moaned again as she held with her free hand the back of my neck against her crotch.Just a couple of minutes later she groaned louder, dropped h...r summer dress and she had an even wilder orgasm, very intense this time.I stood up and unbuttoned my trousers, pulling them down to my ankles.Then I pushed Helena towards the work bench. Lifting up her dress I put my fingers in her thong and ripped it off from her voluptuous body. I inserted a finger in her cunt and checked it was soaking wet.. Greg floundered a bit there, walking one way or the other, before finally giving up altogether. Janice was watching and couldn't help but grow concerned when he finally returned."Dad, what is it?" I can't seem to get a signal," he answered in a confused tone. "I'm not sure what's going on."The driver's door had been inadvertently left ajar, allowing the cold to seep in, along with faint Christmas music."Do you hear that?" she asked.Her question gave him pause to listen, and indeed he did hear. ’ Moving to gather her clothes she began to dress and shook her head. ‘The Lazarus family isn’t like this, we don’t…’ Even as the thoughts raged in her mind, she felt something slam into her, a vile sickness that made her want to vomit and she barely reached the edge of the blanket before it emptied her stomach. God, no not now, not here. How could he have found her, found them…? Over and over the waves passed over her and she found herself crying out as Nick’s demon assaulted her over and over. My eyes widened at the passion of it. Mom melted against Daddy. She clung to him like I did, with all the desperate desire of a schoolgirl. And Daddy responded. He kissed her hard. His hands seized her ass, squeezing it like it was his property.It was. Mom was his slave. She wore a choker around her neck, a heart-shaped pendant dangling from it. She had worn it every day that I could remember. Sometimes I wondered if she took it off to sleep. It was the symbol of her submission.And soon I would.