I hurried back to my room and jacked off right then. Damn, Dad was lucky!Her daughters became much less modest too and triggered a lot more “self-ab...use”, as the priest called it. It was mostly weekend nights so they hung around and kept trying to talk to me. I was shy, as I said before, so that must have made me a challenge. They began flashing me and watching my reactions. The weather was warming and we had a swimming pool. The final thing was them inviting me to skinny dip. “Come on, Tony,. After he finished, he put on his bathrobe, went into the living room, turned on his TV, sat down, and before long, was sound asleep. A few doors down, Fran sat at her kitchen table, a half-empty cup of coffee in front of her, feeling out of sorts. A relationship she was in had recently ended badly, and she felt more alone than she had in a long time. She wanted someone to talk with, but it was mid-week, and none of the women she normally was able to have girl-talk with were around. She sat. Darla nodded without looking at her.Shanika looked at Yvonne to try to read her reaction to what they'd witnessed. Shanika felt shame at sitting passively while the mother and daughter were violated just a few feet away from her. What shamed her even more was the fact she could feel the display had left her wet and aroused. She immediately turned her eyes away when Yvonne looked her way."That white boy's one horny motherfucker," observed Yvonne. "He is just nasty." It wasn't so bad," said. It alienated him from his peers and his family. They mostly thought of him as white trash, a goody two shoes, or fat and lazy. He wasn't fat and he was stronger than most full-grown men. At the age of thirteen, he could carry an anvil over a hundred yards without stopping. He would wrestle with his brothers and pick two of them off the floor at the same time. His brothers got smart and would choke him to make him let go of them. That didn't always work though. A little thing called groin.