Sometimes it was over with fast and I could just walk away and clean up. Then again, there were the times when my body had shuddered through unwanted ...climaxes and orgasms at my fathers hands. What had been almost acceptable from the dirty Spinozzos was humiliating coming from my dad.I even thought about running away to escape him. But I was pretty smart. I knew that running away would solve nothing at all. What could I do? Go to New York and be a prostitute? How would that be any better than. I got up taking the plates back to the kitchen and got a big bag of chips. Coming back in I saw a beautiful girl on the TV, with light brown hair and chesty like Sally. I immediately tented in my shorts.My sister looked at me and smiled. I walked sideways to the lounge then Jenny pulled down my shorts and pants. My big boy jumped up and straight at her, Jenny opened her mouth and swallowed me in one go. I could feel my cock down her throat. My balls at her chin. She held it there for a good. She didn't even bother to drive me to the airport, though she was nice enough to call me a cab. I guess I couldn't blame her. The cabbie horn beeped outside as I stood in the foyer, "Mom, I'm leaving," I yelled, with no response from her, I felt a little sad. I walked out of the house, got in the cab and headed to the airport to fly to Maine. The plane ride was uncomfortable, but short, just a couple of hours. I stepped off the plane into the terminal looking for a man I probably wouldn't. Frankie was scared now, really scared, this couldn’t be Ian, he didn’t have Ian’s eyes, but as he dragged her behind a wall she protested and he didn’t say a word.She kept looking at him knowing it wasn’t Ian’s eyes but wondering what was going to happen at the same time, “what do you want from me” she managed to say, as his arm snaked around her waist pulling her dress up, he still didn’t speak, he just pulled at her clothes, she wanted to believe it was Ian but she was not totally.