I wasn’t sure I could fault her for that either. If she was drinking because she knew what my father did and suddenly stripped naked, then it was de...initely the alcohol. My Dad had drunk too, but he had hardly drunk enough to justify what he did, and I was probably angrier with him then I could ever be with Betty.“It may seem like I am going top you from the bottom, Master” Betty explained. I didn’t know that term, but I came to learn it meant when the submissive directs the dominant partner.. She had constantly flashed him her pussy for the last few months also and he had had enough. He asked her if he was hurting her any but I don’t think he was even paying attention when she said just a little bit. Dad was in some sort of erotic dream where fathers fuck their daughters all of the time and that it was okay to do so. He was remembering fucking his sister when he was my age too. He was even remembering fucking his sister’s best friend right along with her too. That best friend was my. I massaged her breasts in a circular motion, together then apart; first one way then the other feeling her nipples go rigid as I fondled her. “Suck them Brother, please feed on my aching tits I beg you”I bundled her gown up under her chin with one hand while grabbing her right breast with my left hand and squeezing it making the nipple protrude even further before hungrily taking it between my lips. I flicked the stiff nipple with the tip of my tongue which made Annabelle gasp.“Did I hurt you. To my surprise, I was obviously one ofthem already.We walked up the stairs and into a third floorapartment. It was spare but clean and well kept. Theblack guy locked the door and turned to me. "Getundressed, bitch. I want you to take a shower and washall that cum off your face. I want you clean for mydick." I hesitated. I had not planned on gettingundressed, especially to suck his dick. But I wascovered in sticky drying cum and the thought of ashower was welcome."Let's go, bitch. I said get.