She needed air. She needed to be away from his family. She didn’t know if she was going to survive this weekend. This wholesome-family vibe just was...’t her. It had never been her or anything she ever knew in her life. ‘S’ for slut. That’s my scarlet letter. Once she reached the edge of the wooded area, she started to run. It felt good to have the cold wind on her body. Small branches brushed her arms and face. She simply kept running and dodging them as she went. At one point, she thought she. Aaron joined him, “Are we sure she’s our mother?”Dave said, “Probably. There is a family resemblance, although I always did wonder why you had the darkest hair in the family. I remember the genetics portion of our Bio class, and that kind of didn’t compute.”Shelby was standing there, too, nursing a ginger ale. “Won’t the local genetic class have fun with this group when the kids hit that level. Half the kids’ fathers won’t be their dads. Dave’s genes will show up just about everywhere. I can. He was silent for several minutes and I was almost thinking that he had gone to sleep when he asked why I thought I wanted to do it. I had not expected this and it took me a moment to think of an answer. I was relieved that he had not stormed off or tried to dissuade me and grateful that he had not laughed at me and told me I was stupid or some other derogatory thing. I eventually told him that apart from the sexual desire that I felt for the horse, I thought that Rum would like it just like he. Glad to say they were both wearing protection.Every body seem to be up now. When they finished, one of the guys I didn't know, pulled her up and over on top of him. They were going at it good. He pushed her to set up. She started up and down on his pole like it was the first time she had fucked in a while. She was working out on those magnificent Tits like they lacked attention. Where in the hell was she getting the energy. Not that it wasn't enough, but another guy got up and stuck one in her.