Sure you have to beg for tasty food, beg to be let out to pee and shit, and at night we are kept outside in the worst dog house I’ve ever seen (oh b... the way, my dad is a dog now as well). Anyway, here I am sleeping on my back under mom’s feet, who’s reading a book while she’s petting my cock with her feet (you heard me right), I can’t help but twitch my leg! Dad is being hosed down in the backyard by my sisters; he has gotten dirty from all the time Ann threw the stick towards the mud areas. They were red and wet. “Carl! You’re bleeding!”“What? No, I’m not! I can’t be!” I shook my head. “That must be someone else’s.”“No, it’s not!”I looked down at my left side, where Marilyn’s hands had been. Big mistake! My left bicep and my entire left arm were red. “Oh, shit!” That third guy, the one with the knife, must have been better than I thought.I fished out my handkerchief and slapped it on my upper arm. It looked like I had a long cut across the arm, maybe not that deep, but deep enough. Right up until the accident, I never missed a night when I wasn't the recipient of a good hard fucking. Except when I was on my period, of course. But that was 'blow-job' week and I actually enjoyed gulping down his spunky seed.The accident changed all that, of course, and now I was obsessed with coming up with an idea to ensure my dear husband was completely satisfied without driving him into the arms of another woman who might take him away from me."You know that your Daddy and I can't do it. After shower we had breakfast together then went back to bed, I told her to wear her night dress no bras and panties, I wore only the pyjama top, I told her we will try different positions, she said ok, I took the jar of jam with me in bed.When in bed, I put a pillow under her waist to raise her pussy, I applied some jam between her pussy lips and also on her clit, I applied on the head of my cock as well and I started to suck her sweet pussy, it did not take long time for her to moan and swing.