-I should let you there for mom and dad.--No! Please help me.- begged Claire, feeling even more naked.-Why not? So you stay out of trouble? What about...me?- Rober stopped, then his face changed, his eyes started looking again at his sister's body. -I'll help you if you do.- he said at last.Claire blushed, she knew what her brother meant, but she couldn't believe it. -How?--Let me see your breasts, sis.- ordered Robert.-But I'm your sister.- complained Claire, hugging her breasts even harder.-And. "Oh my," she sighed, "I'd almost forgotten how good it feels to have your cock in me."Gently at first, I thrust into her with long strokes. Her body moved under me nicely and slowly our speed built up until we were banging together hard."Oh god yes," she gasped hanging on to me tightly.Her body was still now although I still hadn't come myself."Thank you daddy," she sighed."Thank you Clare for all your hard work," I replied. "Now call Carol in she can sleep with me tonight." Yes daddy," she. ‘Yes, everything is done. Are you still at the office?’ Roger asked. ‘Yes, but I’m headed out the door,’ Hillary said. ‘Okay, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow,’ Roger suggested. ‘Well I though I might pick up a Pizza and come see you unless you have something else on for tonight,’ Hillary suggested, ‘I have no plans, but let’s do it at your place,’ Roger suggested. ‘Oh I was sorta hoping for another movie,’ Hillary said. ‘Then use your fancy telephone,’ Roger suggested. ‘All right I need to get. “Get the fuck out of here, nigger” she heard her father say. “There is no way that my baby daughter is going out with a nigger coon like you.”Marci was mortified. Her parents were racists just like Kimberly said. She ran back to her room and sobbed her eyes out. Jamal didn’t need to stick around. He had just needed to prove to Marci that her parents were racist. Marci’s mother came to Marci and tried to console her but it was clear that she agreed with her father. “Both of her parents were.