He exhaled audibly indicating pleasure. “Oh baby... What on earth are you doing?!” he exclaimed. He stroked me on my head and started clutching on...the locks of my long hair. Then I slid my lips further down on to its base and ended up choking myself with the tip of his cock touching my throat – I almost gagged. “You are too good, Wendy…you are too marvellous, baby…” dad kept on saying. Even now as I take dad’s prick in my mouth I feel I am ‘loving him’, in contrast to ‘making love’ with the. I kinda felt bad about that but as the same time did that matter anymore. “Can we continue?” I nervously asked. I wanted more of her; I wanted to explore not just her mouth but her body both inside and out. “Um…” Her eyes darted towards the large window. If her neighbours were particularly nosey they could easily see what we were doing plus we had to be careful of the time as Mrs Heathers could return sooner than expected. I didn’t really care if Mrs Heathers saw us but unfortunately Camelia. “I did it.”“Did what, Pete?”Silence again for a minute.With my voice a little louder I repeated myself, “What did you do, Pete?”Then impatiently, I got up, shouting, “What the fuck did you do, Pete?”The whole room just went silent after my outburst, with everyone’s eyes on us.“I killed Tony,” was his reply in a whisper.Shocked I dropped back on my seat like a sack of potatoes.I will not get into detail but the rest of the week was like the trial I had four years ago, only this time I was not. “It looks dead enough to me.” Bo looked back up the embankment to the tree where she took the shot some two hundred feet upslope. His gaze then drifted to the antiquated accelerator rifle she used, noting the iron sights and lack of any type of scope. He whistled softly, very impressed by her marksmanship. “Yeah, I guess you didn’t miss it, did you?” “Nope. It’s my kill, so you get to dress it,” Myra said, reminding Bo of their agreement. “You’re gonna have to do this sooner or later you know.”.