She could feel her asshole gaping open and felt an odd pride. She had given him everything of her body as she had long ago given him everything of her...soul. He had claimed the last inch of her flesh unused.Now she heard him walking behind her. She could hear each footfall with such clarity, such power. She swore she could feel it vibrating through her. Her mind raced, she dreamed of what decadent things he would do to her next. How would he use her next?She had sucked his cock eagerly, had been. She told Mother that she thought it wouldbe good punishment to make me wear the same kind of night clothes tobed as she wore. Mother agreed and made me select five differentnightgowns from the rack. Of course Tammy was more than willing to helpme with my selections. She picked the pinkest, most girlish nightgownspossible. And the shortest! Mother said that it serves me right to belooking up a girl's dress to see her panties.Tammy was talking to me like it was perfectly natural to be. As Liz warmed up to being fucked, she started to make noises, a mixture of little grunts and squeals, interspersed with one syllable utterances, indicative of a girl in the throes of a great fuck.I arose from my seat, suddenly aware again mummy was just next door, so I went over and peaked through the crack and thankfully saw she was still out of it, in her drunken slumber.I turned back to daddy who was just looking at me with a glazed look in his eyes, obvious having a great fuck with. ”“That’s where all four of you are comfortable. That’s where Brad proposed. Don and I want you to think about your memories. We are thrillingly proud of you and will love you forever. We want you to be true to you.”Mister Mason said, “Helen is right, Karen. It’s your wedding, not ours. We are happy to participate in it and proud for you. Where it happens is not very important. What happens is important.”Karen said, “I will reserve my decision until after tomorrow morning. You two are probably.