I buried myself in my work and in my hobbies and in making plans to while away the hours. No matter what I did to occupy my mind however my soul alway... heard the call. It wasn’t always from the same direction, and it certainly wasn’t always from the same person, but when I finally gave up my fight and started listening again for the call a new voice cried out to me, loud and pure and strong in its cry. I was surprised to hear it so clearly when I had spent years doing everything I could think. My father in law and Jason kneeled in front of me slapping their now rejuvenated throbbing cocks against my face as they wanked of franticly tears streamed down my face as the pain from every angle swept through me smearing my make the ecstasy out combined with the pain drove me to an earth shattering orgasm as the cocks at my face spewed there thick load over it closely followed by my mother screaming to heaven as she filmed and her hand that was once busy with her perfectly ageged slit now. He washed his face and cleaned his teeth over the washing basin and the bathroom mirror. Five minutes later, he went to out some clothes on and joined his mom and Ivy at the dining hall. His mom made English Breakfast for all three of them. An English Breakfast consisted of hot sausages, two fried eggs, lots of cooked beans, sliced potatoes, four toasted slices of white bread, an egg omelet, two pieces of bacon, a cup of tea or coffee, and a glass of orange juice.All three of them ate their. Hunter’s girlfriend. I didn’t know what to do. So I sat on the couch with Hunter, reluctantly kissed him goodbye, and went home. …………… I woke up in my room the next morning. I quickly noticed the extra weight of my bust and began to tear up when I realized it wasn’t a weird dream. I was Clare Long. Hunter’s girlfriend, youngest daughter of Trevor and Laura Long, and God knows what else. My phone beeped and I grabbed it. My stomach sank when I saw it was from ‘babe’. After I tapped the accept.