As his feet wiggled on my lap and I looked at his hairless thighs, I slowly got a boner which he both saw and felt. Owen suddenly pushed me over so I ...as laying on the couch and he straddled my legs so he was leaning over me. Owen pulled my pants down over my knees and my penis shot up like a rocket. He drooled on it and began to rub it just like he did in the showers. He started off slow but as my breaths drew shorter he moved his hand faster and faster. The feeling of pleasure soon spread. I want it to be dark". Said the female voice. He as he was told so he turned and as soon as he shut the door she was right behind him, one hand on his chest and the other gently running down his stomach to his crotch. Just the idea of a female feeling on his package started to give him a hard on. Soon as the female felt it she whispered in his ear "You like this don’t you, your one naughty boy first your mom now your sister". The word struck him like a bolt of lightning. He went over what was. Her moans echoed in the shower and her hands tried desperately to find something to grab onto to no avail. Sir made a mental note to have a bar inside the shower for her to hold herself up. Pounding hard, he brought her to the edge but, as he felt her muscles begin to tighten, he pulled out. He didn't want to finish just yet so he instructed her to complete washing. She groaned in frustration and he slapped her ass but had to hide his smile when she yelped. When they'd dried, Sir took her to. After I blew my mother cunt juice out my nose and wiped it, I raced to my bed where I cried myself to sleep. Mother apologized the next day, but not three days passed before she sneaked into my bed and sucked on my pussy. By the next morning, she refused to admit any such thing had happened. She turned her sexual assaults on me, her 13 year old daughter, into the phantasms of an alcoholic. She used her control over a family's basic necessities to coerce me into more deviant escapades. If I.