.I'm a whore.I got myself together, went to my room to get cleaned up. I took a hot shower then crawled into bed. Time had passed, I must have went ...o sleep, when daddy came down to wake me up. Daddy shook me gently and asked how my sex session with Brian went. I told him that we got into a fight, but I didn't tell him how Brian had ****d me.Daddy pulled me into his arms. I put my arms around him with my blankets falling to my waist. My breasts were against daddy's chest. Daddy looked. Let's go and register so we can have a few practice runs before the races start."Feeling subdued after the problems I caused with the barricades, I meekly followed my son over to the desks. The box containing my car was tucked securely under my arm. Gregory was also carrying his remote controlled car as we both intended to race today.In fact, the race would be a grudge match between us because we had been arguing for months over who had the fastest car and who was the best driver.He had gotten. She was going hoarse from all her vocal efforts. Still he held it in place despite all the thrashing and bucking she did. Bracing her back with his arm he held the bullet in place and walked carrying her to the bed. The metal on metal clicking as the made their way to the bed. He laid her on the bed. His cock never leaving her pussy he braces her legs over his shoulders and drives deep. She screams digging her nails deep into his shoulders. He slaps her hard on the ass. Grabbing her by the. "Mama can't come to chursh ever again. She said, she had to promise him."My heart fell, and I partially stumbled. John was a little boy no longer. He caught me with rough hands, strong from fighting the land to survive. They held me longer than was polite. Then his hands roamed with purpose. "You said you might help." He reminded me.If the boy had voiced more authority, I may have fallen another rung from God's grace. I leaped back, wanting to excuse the young man's habits ingrained by his.