Do I really have the right to call him "freak"?He hushes me with a finger and points to the entrance to my sister'sroom.I move slowly into the room bu...t I hear him whisper from the hallway."On your knees, Katie!" I could feel his glee. "Crawl on your knees."Oh what the hell! I drop to my hands and knees and shuffle over toJenny's closet. I waste little time opening the bottom drawer andgrabbing a diaper. I push it closed and rush back to Mr. Owens as quietlyas I can. He smiles warmly and takes. Brother sister love starting to mold and gel into a new and unique relation. Her hands were spreading all over my front and back slowly tingling tweaking my enlarged nipples, playing piano on my vast back and also squeezing my balls exciting them to stay alert and active as she brushed, stroked my cock as well.Her ample boobs were flattened beneath my chest, her warm thighs and legs were d****d over mine and my hands were going crazy just like hers. I was very vigilant and my fingers did check. “Please. I-I can’t.”“Don’t make me get up.” He growled.“I’ll go, Mom.” Stace darted to her room.Terry fucked me from underneath again, until he came, and I had to clean him with my mouth. I was crying. At times, while his cock pounded up in my pussy, I saw him look past me and grin.After slurping all the cum off of Terry, I ran to take a shower. I had never felt so dirty. I put on a robe before exiting. He hadn’t said I couldn’t. I checked on Donald. He was still asleep, looking very much at. I hung there as limp as before I took the pill, but now I was feeling depressed. "The company says that many men need stimulation to make it work. He picked up his phone and called his nurses desk. "Monica, will you please come in here." I started to pull up my pants but he told me to leave them down. Monica came in. She was attractive and was probably in her early thirties. From how she looked and her skin color, I had always guessed that she was Italian. She was a little on the short.