That night, in my room, Sherry and I were full of little secrets and giggles…“You’re on the pill? Where can I get the pill?“ We hugged and he...ld each other and fell into a deep sleep…wet dreams…we were exhausted and wondered if Mom and Dad had sex that night…I didn’t think so. Enough was enough for all of us and, besides, Mom had said she was tired. I looked forward to next Friday…maybe it would be my turn to fuck Dad…Would I have a “little death” again? I could dream, couldn’t I?…so far. She gripped the shoulders of his jacket so as not to loose her balance. Before long Derek slowed down but thrust harder than ever as his orgasm took hold. He yelled out loud and pinned her back with his cock as he filled her with his hot sticky spunk. When he had finished, he simply pulled it out and left her trying desperately to remain standing with his cum slowly dribbling down the inside of her shapely thigh. She had been well and truely raped and would no doubt be raped again shortly. But. 'Mister. We owe you for getting us out of that jam with the two guys and both of us will be happy to fuck you any way you want, but please let us loose."He just smiled, obviously enjoying the situation very much. "Why didn't you take your clothes off like I ordered?" A very pleasant tone, like he was asking about the color of our shoes. "Goddam you bastard nobody is getting fucked until you take these chains off right now you son-of-a-bitch!" She was now in the far stages of wild eyed. “We’re making breakfast . . . do you want anything?”“Yeah, please,” said Kevin, “one of everything.” ‘We’ he thought. There was no way Debby lifted a finger to make breakfast.His bladder relieved he rooted around in Debby’s filthy medicine cabinet for some form of pain relief. Nothing. He went into the kitchen and asked if there was something for his head. Debby chuckled and reached into a cabinet above the refrigerator. Kevin’s Rush t-shirt hiked up and exposed her bare bottom. Debby pulled.