..isn't that a little weird?" I asked, trying to be polite. Suddenly, he flung his hand forward and grabbed tightly around my neck. As I gasped for br...ath, he lifted me up so that my feet were dangling off the floor. I couldn't help but marvel at his incredible strength. As my vision began to get dark and fuzzy, he finally let me go. My body slammed back down against the floor with a loud thud."I thought I told you pieces of shit to call us 'Masters'." While rubbing at my sore neck, I looked up. Then 7 came around and i knock on your door and no one answers so i knock again and you open the door and my mouth just drops. your wearing a really short skirt a tank top and stockings and say come on in so i come in and you say your parents arent home. and we sit down on the couch and start watching tv and talking and then you go off to the bathroom and while your gone im trying to hide the really huge boner i got and you walk back and i dont see you and you are watching me and then you say. Sadly, nothing but impatience showed in Father’s features.“Yeaaah, Chwissmas” the little girl pouted, more to be included in the argument than to make any sort of point.“And tomorrow it’ll be Christmas morning” Father pointed out, somewhat obtusely, distracted by his wandering thoughts.“But can’t we open just one present noooow?” The son eyed the shiny red packages beneath the tree with their fluffy green bows. Father’s eyes lit up, staring fixedly in Mother’s direction.“Maybe just one” he. Nearly.He slid his cum soaked hand from my saturated cunt and sucked my juices from his fingers with zeal. “You taste sweet.”“You mean slang for good?”“No literally, sweet.”Okay, I don't remember exactly how that conversation went but he did verify that I literally tasted sweet to him. That was about the time when he lost his shit, and he went from lustful calm to a frustrated urgency. A condom came out of nowhere, and he climbed on me with as much grace as he could in the confinement of the.