My towel had fallen to the floor, and his other hand, unblocked, was now squeezing my boob. I was completely naked, with my likewise completely naked ...tepfather sexually assaulting me in his sleep!"Daddeee..." I hissed."Oh, Diane..." I heard him whisper, "I miss you baby."He thought I was Mom! What could I do?I felt something hard bump the bottom of one of my butt cheeks, and I jumped. That ... was that his cock?Dad was actually pretty good with his hands. He was making my clit and boob feel. Jason entered the room. She had thought she was prepared for the worst. She curled up in one of the chairs to wait resigning herself, with the aid of the drug, to another round of humiliation and anguish. She had watched the envelope dangling above--still an eternity away. She had heard the key in the door and felt the fear rising in her throat as it slowly began opening. There were two of them. One, Mr. Jason himself, looked like a weasel, his eyes close-set, feral. Mr. Jason was a small man. She suddenly realized and refrained me doing so. She was still half dressed in her petticoat (Slips) and I removed it.The hand full of breast standing stiff and erect astonished me. We hugged in bare body and I realized the heat of her body in me. I dragged my tongue all over her face, arm pit and boobs.She was so curious and hold my back hair and guide me from her boobs to belly. She was agonized by the tickle of belly. I went down licking and reached her toes. I stated going back kissing her. She pulled back and gave him a long, hard stare. “God”, he thought, “I can’t even do this right”, and tear began to swell up in his eyes. “Do you love me?” Susan asked. “Oh no, hear it comes”, the voice screamed in his soul, “you managed to piss someone else off”. “Yes”, he barley whispered. “Then touch me, caress me, I don’t break!” Susan straddled his legs and resumed to kiss him. “What does she want me to do?” he wondered. Hesitatingly he cupped one breast in his hands. “Finally” she.