The dad continued "I told her I wanted nothing more than a woman bred for the use of sex. She then said all I needed to do was to was become her serva...t. To fuck the girls she wanted me to. I quickly agreed." By this time the redheaded girl could see her fathers bulge building up, and she could not understand why he looked at her like he did. He then continued, "The woman took me to the basement where I heard crying and laughing. There tied to a table, was your mother. She had lied about her. Shirley and Mark bent over next to each other across the back of the sofa, waiting. Shirley's wet pussy was lubed up and Mark applied lube to his naired ass. Bud was speechless, but horny. He began messaging his dick through his robe while Shirley and Mark watched. Bud focused on Shirley, trying not to look at Mark. He wasn't gay, and he figured here was sex with a lady and it had been years. Bud stood up and untied his robe, he semi-erect cock standing taller each second. At his age, he was 6. Her lean, flat tummy, braced by the cold metal bar across her hips, stretched upwards across her naked torso, her two soft mounds pulled against her chest by the strain on her muscles, her arms extending outwards towards the bars across her wrists, her body stretched between the lengths of cold metal piping.She smiled seductively at him as he judged the attributes of her nude body, every inch of her most sensitive areas open and available to his touch, exposed to whatever torments he had in. Joshua Remington wasn't a soldier, good or otherwise. He had been ordered to keep a low profile and stay home. He was on Interstate 57, heading to Nashville. From there he would take Interstate 40, then Interstate 81 to Marion.His grief and rage were tearing him up inside. Joshua had helped his father kill a total of eleven demons. He never thought that his dad would die at the hands of the cowardly vermin. Joshua was determined to hunt down and destroy the thing that had murdered his father..