Jack started to spread my ass cheeks apart and touch my asshole aswell. "Jack please stop, please! This isnt right, im your niece! Please stop, im beg...ing you!" I cried even more now when he didnt say anything but just kept on rubbing me up and down, paying more attention to my pussy and asshole, inserting just his finger tips into my pussy lips and ass cheeks. I tried getting away from his hand but this only made him more angry and more aggressive, "stop moving you little whore!" he shoved my. When I waschanging in Zoe's room I had locked the door, for obvious reasons, butSarah wanted in and had said 'It's nothing we haven't seen before',although of course she would have been shocked to see how wrong she was!And later when I asked about what to bring to the mall tomorrow, Nataliehad said 'Just your credit card and your body', and Sarah had said 'Weare going to dress you completely, from the skin out!' I thought theywere kidding! Could they really want to strip me down to the skin. It isn't that he doesn't love us. He does. He loves us very much and we know it. But he still thinks of us as little girls and I'm starting to think he always will.After dinner we went upstairs. I think mom and dad are beginning to worry because we aren't watching enough television. We haven't watched it at all in five days now. That's totally out of character, especially for Lisa and the twins. I don't watch it much anyway but they watch it with our parents a lot. Or at least the twins do.Now. Robinson looked her over and walked slowly round her, She was olive-skinned with long shiny black hair, the typical Arab idea of beauty, well, even abundantly, fleshed and about his own age, he judged. She had large breasts, just beginning to droop a little, shaven cunt-lips, almost hidden by her curved belly, and ample buttocks, marked by horizontal lines which told of past whippings."But what am I supposed to do with her?" the butler spluttered."Do with her? Do with her? I thought you could.