The next five months were a whirlwind. Megan was not allowed back into school,and she had little time for anything but preparing for her upcoming tria....Despite her attorney's constant reminders about overwhelming evidence, Meganand her family completely ruled out any type of plea bargain. She had donenothing wrong. Why should she plead guilty, even to a reduced charge? Once the trial got underway, Megan could feel the scales of justice startto tip heavily against her. The presiding judge was. I hadn’t jumped on the “Hey! Let’s have an incest fest!” bandwagon with both feet. About all I’d done was put a hand on that wagon and walked along beside it.Okay, I put my prick on it. Happy?Of course that was ridiculous. Intruding on my sex life? Hah! What guy would turn down two hotties to come live with him and walk around in their undies and maybe even less? What guy would think, “Hmmmm. These two girls might want to do nasty things with me. Am I really interested in that?”But I was cool. ” He smiled at me, hoping the Q&A was over. I looked at him menacingly – or at least as menacingly as a 40kg, 4’11” and three-quarter naked schoolgirl can possibly look – and threatened “If this hurts, I’ll ram it up your ass and rip out the cord.” “Deal,” he said, then held his cock steady. “Hop on.” It was so long I had to shuffle backwards just to get the tip into my vagina. I seated his knob in my entrance, took a deep breath and then slid forward, impaling myself on the first five inches. The sun had set now, and darkness covered the landscape in an inky blackness. If they weren’t in the house, might they be in the barn? The idea had not occurred to me until just now, but a human-sized dwelling might be too small to be comfortable for the bulky creatures.Confident that Vi had me in her sights and could provide covering fire if I got into trouble, I crept out of the field and over to the wall of the farmhouse. I looked through a window, not seeing any movement inside, and.