“I’m going to run home for a while and talk to my mother,” Annette said. “I promised. And I didn’t really bring anything with me for an over...ight. I’m wearing the same clothes I wore to school yesterday.” She leaned close to me and whispered in my ear. “Pen, you need to paint.” I nodded.I wondered about my parents’ casual acceptance of the fact that Annette and I were sleeping together ... having sex ... in my room. It didn’t seem that strange, since Fay and I had slept together on and off for. " I was ready to cum again just from hearing that. I place my dick between her ass cheeks. I noticed that she was wet and slippery down there. That would make it easier. As I looked down and placed my hand around my cock it was followed by someone else's hand. Katrina's actually."Oh just shove it in the slut" She said.I looked for her Uncle who was next to his son. My daughter was back again sucking two dicks. My daughter the slut, who would have thought. My dick entered her ass, and it entered. Forwhat seemed an eternity, they stayed in that positionvery quiet and unmoving. His head rested on hershoulder.Later, I barely heard him whisper, “I want more.”When she said, “Let’s do it,” he flopped off her to lieon his back and immediately ordered her to suck his dickand make it hard so that he could fuck her again. Thenwith much enthusiasm I watched her begin to suck hisdick and jack him off. She had her hand wrapped aroundhis dick with her bobbing mouth. *You have twenty new messages.* That didn't sound good."Tim, its me Dave. I have a big problem, well a couple of problems actually.Can you meet me in the Wall*Basket parking lot." Purred a feminine voice.BEEP"Tim, its Mark. I need you to meet me at the office." Came another femalevoice. Beep. "Pikachu." Beep."This is Janet, would it be possible to meet at the office." Came a maleBritish accent. Beep.The sound of weeping. Beep.All the messages were people from work who had called, and wanted to.