’ Deep inside me, the Monster roared. Leave her Mason. Get out. Survive. But there was something else. Something that grabbed me from deep inside. A... small voice I had not heard in a very long time. Begging me to help this girl survive. I knew, without knowing how I knew, I was at a crossroads in my life. Something told me, if I left this poor girl to die, that there would be nothing left of Mason Griggs. That whatever good there may be left inside of me, would be snuffed out with her.The sound. I waited till she came out, and saw she had been taking to many drops of comfort.Without any definite intention as far as I can remember, but simply for lewed gratification, I went up to, and addressed her. She recognized me and stood stock still. She had a small bottle of what I found afterwards to be gin in her hand, which she put into her husband’s dinner can. I told her I was sorry for her, having heard the row and all she had said. The reference to her wrongs roused her, and she said. Then, the wife saw them fucking each other and cried. She then realized that she was wet and horny herself and wanted to join them. Eventually, all three of them were fucking each other. The great-grandfather got his daughter pregnant, and she gave birth to a son. He then got his daughter and wife pregnant at the same time three years later. Years later, after the father died of a heart attack, the daughter's son started to have sex with his mother. Eventually, he got her and his girlfriend. She didn't want to stay but she agreed on laying down in my arms for a while (still have feelings for eachother).a while became an hour and suddenly she woke up because she had to leave. i convinced her she was still too tired to drive and we went asleep fully clothed.START OF THE GOOD PARTnext morning i woke up a bit earlier as my ex and i noticed she took off her bra and pants but still wore a t-shirt and her panties. as she started to wake up she crept closer to me and i puller or on me so.