As soon as we are in the bathroom, Justin lets me go. He does so taunting me before they beat me up. Letting me go is their last mistake. Greg steps u...p to get in my face and insult me. I don’t pay attention to what he is saying. My left cross catches him in the right eye, and my right leg donkey kicks Justin in the balls. Both kids hit the floor hard. Justin does so vomiting. I think I may have pushed one of his nuts up inside him.Greg, falling out of the way, opens my line of attack to Shane.. The space was small enough that even sitting on the sofa he could, if he’d wanted to, reach out and touch her. He wanted to wrap his hands around her waist and pull her towards him, to run his fingers across that tantalising strip of bare skin, to brush his lips against it. Pulling his eyes away from her he looked around. The truck was an exercise in efficient use of space, meticulously organised, beautifully executed. Most surfaces were paneled in wood giving the interior a warm, comfortable. I'll get the next lot." She started to get up but sat back down again as she lost her balance, giggling. I scolded her across the table, "Lena you're pissed, you're not having any more, or I'll be pushing you home in a bloody wheelbarrow." She thought this idea was immensely amusing, then she said in a voice that was just a little too loud, "If I'm drunk Annie, you'll be able to have your wicked way with me." This seemed to amuse her even more. I said, "Right that's it, we're going home, now.". I would have to be happy with my hand finishing the job tonight I thought. With that I headed to the bathroom, intent on relieving my aching hard-on. I glanced over at the wash basket and found a pair of Eva's soiled panties. Black, my favourite colour. I brought them to my nose and inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of my daughters puss. Just then the door swung open and Eva stepped in. There stood her father with her panties in one hand and his cock in the other. I was stroking my.