Again, I straddled him, slowly squatting until I felt his dome pressing against my rear hole. I expected it to hurt, but it didn’t. It was slightly ...ncomfortable at first but, when he pushed up and in, a wonderful feeling spread over me."Oh God," I moaned, "oh fuck, yes Michael. I love it, I fucking love it."I lowered further, gradually taking in more and more of his cock. The last inch had me squealing with pleasure."You've got it all," he gasped. "Every fucking inch of me is inside you."“It's. "What? You mean you know him?" I queried her and Aiden. They both nodded simultaneously."Unfortunately, we do. He is our father," came the shocking words.I nodded and hugged her closer and mumbled 'Basturd' under my breath. "It will be OK Amanda, Dad has no liking of his useless brother, he felt sorry for him, that is why he is here working for us. If he pulls another stunt like the one today, I'll cut his fucking balls off and stuff them down his throat for his last meal." Well, he hasn't paid. It would not have surprised Bob to know that Johnson had been staring at Marie’s engorged clit. It would have surprised him to know that old man Johnson was looking at the data pad sitting on the meat counter. Marie’s information was still displayed on the screen. Old Man Johnson chuckled aloud as he realized that he knew the girl under the mask. This information could come in handy at his next picnic.Bob walked back to the meat counter to get the filets for the employee’s dinners. Marie heard. "Yeah... stick with me and no one will touch you." Nobody but me.--As we make our way out to the practice field I see Daniel off in the corner with his books. I can't believe he came. He's a gazelle in the lion's den. He looks up at us as we start stretching. "Oh my god, wow... What's that faggot sitting on our field for?" Brett asks."Hey, leave him alone, he's my little faggot," I tell Brett."What!? Did you jump to the other side?" he asks."What if I did? I mean, you can't tell me you wouldn't.