Mom and dad decided to move back to Indiana and take over the farm. Mom and Dad, myself and our brother moved back. Wendy had enrolled in college here... and had things going with Bill and decided to stay here." Lisa was really giving the express version of the story, but time was short."Back in Indiana, our family had another farm owned by our moms family. It was next door to the farm daddy lived on and is how our parents met. Moms oldest brother was running their farm then, and his son, Wendy's. .. Ah!" His hand hadn't left my pussy as I spoke"So you want me to stop?" Ken asked, slowing his caress of my clit. "You don't need this?" Suddenly his finger was still. I felt my heart racing, and blood draining from my face; he had me, and he knew it."Oh... please... !" You know you're a slut, Katie. Beg me for it!"I was crazy with lust; I would have said anything, just to keep him going. "Oh God, Ken... please, please... !" 'Please' what, Katie?" Please let me come!" I begged. "I didn't mean. In no time Beth was cumming on Jessica’s face. She then said she couldn’t take anymore and told Jessica it was her turn. As Beth moved between her spread legs she reached out and began rubbing Jessica’s pussy lips. After watching this for a little bit I slid up the bed and started sucking Jessica’s nipples. They instantly got hard. As she began to moan Beth reached up and flicked her clit with her tongue. Jessica pulled Beth’s head into her and told her to make her cum again. Ron then moved. " It had sounded like the most forlorn thing I had ever heard. It made me stop for a heartbeat.And although I had walked out on her, the words have haunted me ever since. Soft, pathetic me.My first game of tennis with Erica, since I returned from Houston, lasted only half an hour. Then she told me she hated playing against zombies. I apologized and we quit. When I slumped down in a corner seat of the restaurant, I did not even remember one game we played.She stared at me over her juice..