Fuck the world. Who came to our help when Abbu died? I had to work 12 hours in my shop to keep us alive. Have I not taken care of you after Abbu? Have...I not proved Man of the House for you? Who has taken the whole responsibility of the house?Zaira did not know what her son was hinting at. Yes my son, you have replaced your father as man of the house. You are responsible for my care and protection after your Abbu but does that mean we can be lovers! I am your mother! Ammi, I have become owner of. My tits are much better.” And, because we attend the same university, narking on me for my lousy trig results.“Daddy,” she dobs in that sugary little girl voice she uses with my dad, “Rachel’s flunking Chemistry.”What’s with that shit? When I complained once to dad about her calling my father ‘Daddy’ he just laughed and said he liked the idea that we were enough of a family that she felt comfortable calling him that. I never call her mother anything but Elyse. To her face, anyway.“I hope he’s. Suddenly, he grabbed my head and rubbed his penis against my lips. “Open up” he demanded.I was a bit scared, but I obeyed. He violently shoved his girthy penis deep into my throat. He pulled it out and I coughed roughly. “No..” I gasped, teary eyed.“It’s okay!” He insisted. He pulled me close again and stuffed his fat cock into my mouth. He bobbed my head up and down on the tip, and then pushed his cock deeper into my throat. I could barely breathe. My eyes rolled back as I gagged continuously.. She wants to be fucked the way you fucked me. … She would like you to fuck her as if she were me.” Ken looked like he didn’t know what to say. He looked at me with an expression of confusion on his face. He looked at Marie with an expression of bewilderment. He looked at me again this time with an expression of disbelief. Back to Marie with an expression that seemed to say ‘Tell me what to do.’. And back to me and so forth for a minute or two. Finally, he spoke.“Are you two shitting me?.