A small sound, a whimper, reached my ears, and I stopped with both curiosity and nosiness in mind, bending at the door crack.There was Mum, sitting as...ride our father, her greying hair tumbling over onto her back. I couldn’t see either of their faces, but I could see Dad gripping her hips as she ground slowly on top of him, and instinctively I could tell that they were looking into each other’s eyes. I made a hasty retreat, feeling guilty for spying on such an intimate thing. I know I’d hate it. He obviously enjoyed the smell of my little panties, because he balled them up in his fist and moved stealthily out through my room to the hallway.I had just about dropped off to sleep when his shadow crossed my doorway again. He just stood there for a while, and I could tell he was staring at me as the light from the hallway revealed my body, lying comfortably, my legs spread open and my nightie pulled up to my waist, where it had remained when I had fallen asleep playing with my pussy.I. She looked at me, glancing at my cock then back at my eyes. She came up to me and stood between my open legs and suddenly she kissed me, pressing her lips hard against mine, our tongues swirling in each others mouths as we kissed with hungry intensity. She put her hands on the back of my head, holding me to her lips as we kissed savagely.I grabbed her ass, lifting her onto my thighs, grinding my hard cock against her pussy as she straddled me on the stool, her tits crushed against my chest, her. Ronnie controlled both of us and would do whatever he wanted to do to us and our babies and there wasn't anything we could do to stop him. He knew this.I dressed in whatever still fit me and tried to put on makeup. I was exhausted and really didn't feel like going out to whore myself tonight, but I couldn't refuse. Not only would Ronnie beat the hell out of me, he'd withhold my drugs and coming down from that is worse than any beating he could give me."Have some straight from the tap," I heard.