My only hope now was that my dad may be able to help."Oh yes," said mom, "Mrs Cartwright called today and said she wanted totalk with me when I came r...und with some dresses for the Mikado casttomorrow, she said it was to do with your part. Do you know what this isabout?" I decided to duck this one. I knew mom would be mad when she found that Ihad told Mrs Cartwright about the purchase of the underwear, but Icouldn't face telling her myself even though I knew I would be in trouble."I don't know. Dad was so caught up in his new, rebound relationship that he didn’t notice the signs of incest between the girls and me. Mom and Crystal made no attempt to enlighten him, either, knowing better than to stir up that shitstorm. Emily, Bethany, and Samantha were soon well acquainted with my body, as I was with theirs. They liked it in their mouths and bottoms, but their favorite thing was to try to breed with me, often with Jenny listening in. When Jenny learned of the whole plan with Anne-Marie,. Richard put his hands on my head, but didn't hold me or shove, only lovingly stroking my hair as I proceeded to make my own face a nasty mess of prespunk and slobber, occasionally pulling off to rub his mammoth-dick against myself, smearing his promising preload around. Finally I pulled back again with a gasp. “I may not be able to throat you like you deserve baby, but mommy can do something most women can't.” I cooed as I pulled back, letting slivery strands of the mess I was. You may think I was crazy complaining about a night without adult supervision with 15 girls my age but I didn’t get along with the cheerleaders particularly. They just seemed too preppy and happy all the time. I was the quarterback but I wasn’t the stereotypical high school QB, I spent most of my time studying defenses and going over reads in my head. My father was one of those overbearing fathers that had been grooming me to be a college quarterback since I could walk. I spent countless.