Edwards pointed out an out of the way chair and directed my father to sit down just watch in silence unless someone gave him something to do or asked ...him a question.I hoped that they would leave dad alone. He was going to have a hard enough time watching all the kids raping me and mom today. The poor guy. All he did was try to protect my mom.The kids started showing up not much after that. Two of the first to arrive were that bitch, Erin and her ass kissing buddy, Dani.Mom and I started getting. He thinks of Caine, slayer of his brother Abel, who was cast out from the Garden and marked by G-d as betrayer. You look on him sadly, thinking ‘If only you knew, boy…’ You are overwhelmed by sadness, by sorrow, and beneath it all the rage continues to boil. You look around the room, seeking the False Priest, praying to yourself for forgiveness for what you intend to do. It is not for you to judge, but you feel compelled. Righteous vengeance, justice, all in His name. You ignore the fact that. “Hush now, you’re just getting the taste of me, won’t kill ya or nuthin’”I wait a few moments“Again”This time the soft wet tongue returns and stays. It moves up and down with strokes more mechanical than sensual, but the mere touch and the knowledge that I can force this tiny beauty to do what I want sets me quivering. I roll my hips forward, pushing my clit down onto her tongue and pulling her head in with both hands. I do this over and over, each grind of my clit between her tongue and upper. When my mother stoops along the way to pick a flower, her dress rises, exposing her thighs and her snow-white panties that hide her big and delicious ass.When we come to a secluded spot, Mom wants to pee. I pretend I too want to pee and turn away from her. Then I turn around, fumbling with my fly and letting my mother see my huge hard-on, while I take a good look at her pussy. My mother seems embarrassed, but she steals a glance at my erect cock. Whether my mother is pleased or annoyed at my.