I lowered her down so he was sitting onthe concrete floor where Clair had knelt all night. I got two glassdildos from a drawer and told Clair to lift ...riana's legs. Shestruggled but the bigger girl held her butt in the air. Arianashook her head and kept struggling. I knelt and jammed the wide glassup her butt. I used the other dildo to beat her thighs and vagina. I onlystopped when her cunt was bleeding and the bruises started to show. Imade Clair clean her up while i put the second dildo up. My mother, Beth, was a very pretty woman and I could definitely see why my father had been attracted to her, why he'd asked her to marry him, and why he seemed to enjoy fucking my mother on a regular basis. Our house was built such that I could clearly hear mom and dad when they'd get it on, and I'd find myself with a big hardon after I'd reached puberty and I could hear my mom and dad together in bed making love.It had been several months after my father was killed when it began to dawn on me. "Get busy, we haven't got all day!" I looked up at him incredulously, and then I saw his little smirk and I knew what he was doing. I hiked up my dress and pulled down my panties and sat on the toilet. But having him in there with me was a bit... distracting... so it took me a bit to start peeing. Michael reached between my legs and held his hand under me. "Did you come in here to piss or what?" he asked me. He began playing with my pussy, toying with it and fingering me in an attempt to make. I started the week by doing the regular chores, which included laundring, cleaning the household, making myself some lunch and taking care of our stable which consisted of 4 beautiful horses and 2 cows.Since Tim worked at the supermarket, he did all the shoppings, so I didn't have to bother going to town for groceries. Tim would take it with his motorette. When my boys got home I would have supper ready for them, and we would all eat together. Then we would play some cards, watch some.