She came back and told Mama it was for her and not more than half an hour later, Mama came back in and announced the most gosh awful news.She said, "B...b's finally getting married!"Thus, two months later on Thursday afternoon, when I could have been playing baseball or fishing down at the creek with my friends, I was standing in Gilmore's Dress Emporium and was about to take on a good case of the hives because of the dress my future aunt, Miss Harriett Smith, wanted me to wear as an attendant in. Once realizing this, he moved me down so I could no longer feel him against my back. He took a deep breath and then went back to me, his fingers spelling out my moans on my clit. I started to breathe heavier until he knew I was almost done. Just as I was about to cum, he put his fingers back inside of my pussy, which delayed my orgasm at first, but then brought it on stronger. My right hand furiously grabbed his shoulder and I dug my nails in. He stayed consistent and pumped me at the same pace. ”“We owe you.”“Big time.”“We want to pay you back for all that you’ve done for us over the years.”“Please.”The pair shivered at that last word - it was quickly becoming clear what had happened. I knew that they’d listened to the tape about being subservient. But there was no reason that would inspire them to make an advance on me, their father.No, it was obvious that their mother had shared the most recent tape with them. The one that taught them all women were whores, that all women should be. "Let's get these off," he said, gesturing to my clothes, "strip down bitch." I glanced around hoping to find some escape, but all that my eyes caught was the sight of the new guy's son. His pants down and his cock already fully erect. He was vigorously stroking it as he watched me. My face turned beet red as I began undoing the buttons of my blouse. I pulled it off and put it to the side, the men's gaze burning against me. I looked up at the three men, each of them stroking their hard cocks.