To the beat of the music which I feel throbbing in my pussy. To the whine of the guitar which threatens to tear out my soul. I look around and find hi... in the corner. I head to the bar and get two shots, vodka straight up. The liquid fire sliding down my throat is a reminder of the fire I’ll be feeling between my lower lips in a few minutes. I order a third vodka, on the rocks. I turn to survey the bar again, leaving him until last. Our eyes meet and lock as I take my drink to a table near his.. Did you have fun last night?”“Yes, we sang songs and played games and watched movies. We ate popcorn and pizza and drank a lot of apple cider and milk. The milk tasted funny.” I had to laugh. Since birth they had only drunk their mother and mom’s milk. It was my favorite beverage.“Margaret did you sing?”“Yes Daddy. I like to sing.”Genevieve and Erin Lynn walked into the room and gave me hugs and kisses. They were followed by Lynn, the babies were in their sling and were sucking on her. Sergei was trying to smash through an observation pane when Sousuke's blade severed his spine.Stan tried to put up a fight with a shovel that happened to be lying around but his one swing never connected.Sousuke was flawless, each move of the blade a killing blow; Stan's head rolled off his spine like it had been fake all along.Elaine rushed to the door only to find it locked from the inside - everyone had been too absorbed to notice. Her death wound was clean, through the heart.Miki sat frozen. "Sure, Mom," Holly chirped.She scooped up some more goo out of Diana's deep tit cleavage, licking it in turn."It's cum," Holly said boldly. Diana's lovely face twisted with lust. "And I know where it came from, too," Holly added, giving her mom a saucy look.Diana raised her eyebrows."It ain't Daddy's cum," Holly whispered. "I know what Daddy's juice tastes like 'cause I been sucking it out of your bedsheets, Mom."Holy shit! Diana thought, astonished. But she was filled with pride, as well,.