With each smack, I went from a stoic model of a warrior princess to a wailing schoolgirl.I slumped my head downward and tried to shield my discomfort,...but I could tell Samantha was informed of my distress. Mother’s barrage on my backside continued as she alternated cheeks, and even with the boundary of jeans to soften the blows, the sound of the spanks, bouncing off my ass, filled the house.When she finished with me I tried to curl up and comfort my roasted buns, but it was no use. She didn’t. No second thought about cleaning herself up. The injury may as well have not existed. Her arms reached up over the mattress as she willed the laptop to start up faster. The thought had crossed her to just download the app on her new phone, but despite the wait, her computer was still the quickest option.“Why the fuck did I have to shut it down?” She mumbled under her breath, wrapping her fingers impatiently on the keyboard.“Do you really think Rylan would do something like that?” Mihara asked. What could a guy do? I leaned over, remember I was parked, and I put my right arm around her wet shoulder. She leaned into me and I let her cry.Several minutes passed before she stopped crying, looked up at me and with those tear stained green eyes and thanked me. I told her I was glad I came along and could help. I then asked her where she was headed. Kimie said she had a girlfriend that lived in the south area of town. From where we were she would have had to walk another couple of hours to. Since grandma and grandpa were a products of incest, she thought and decided that the perfect solution would be, that she would give him his own four daughters to fuck. He would then stay at home and stay away from the whores.She had all four of his own daughters sleep with him, first the oldest, then on to the youngest as they came of age. At times, he fucked them all while they were all in his big bed. Sometimes, all at same time in an orgy of incest sex.. He was able to service them all, as.