." that was as much as I heard before Ibroke down and ran crying to my room and shut myself up in my closetwhere I stayed for a week crying. Whenever ... thought anyone had comelooking for me I was wrong; the only reason I came out after that weekwas the fact that I finally had to eat and use of the bathroom but Idid it in silence. When Amy spoke to me, all I could do was look at herhurtfully; start crying and run back to my closet (now I can imaginethat you're thinking that I must have been the. Now hold onto my legs so you don’t move.” Fighting back tears I held onto his thick calves. With the fight out of me, he pushed in all 7 thick inches. He gripped my ass and thighs and began fucking me hard. Though I didn’t talk, his fucking forced many moans out of me. Daddy didn’t mind, in fact it seemed to spur him on harder. This went on so long I didn’t think I could take more when Daddy said “Open your mouth, its time for more dessert”, at which time he pulled out of my ass and aimed his. Jo: Nothing son, nothing.Mom lay down and grabbed my hand towards her. I fell above her she gave me a deep kiss on my lips and dick was still hard. She raised her legs and wrapped around my hip. My dick entered her pussyJo: Move your hips, son.Me: Ok, mom.I started to fuck her and she was moaning. I fucked her for more than 30 minutes and she reached orgasms 2 times.“Mom, I am going pee.”Jo: Just do it, son.I came inside her. Thereafter she used me as fuck toy whenever she needed. Even I liked. No, it's impossible to effectively list fighting options until the unknowns are known. Besides, the facts we'll uncover will suggest options we'd never consider in our ignorance.I had the bare bones of a plan to help make Sara whole again. Would Jason cooperate? Would Sara? Time would tell.With a workable strategy to ease my lover's mental anguish and help his disturbed sister, I relaxed and hugged myself. My college boy still loved me. He'd called and promised to call tonight if he.