After a few more minutes she heard the front door slam. Kerri waited several minutes to make sure he was gone before arising.Dragging herself to the c...ounter, she fixed tea and tried to eat; but her appetite had deserted her. As she sipped the steaming tea her mind raced, pondered, questioned.Was it genetic? Did Kyle inherit an innate desire to hurt and control from his father? it would seem so, yet she felt that answer might be too easy. Revisiting the feelings of guilt as she always seemed to. “Steve, can we talk? Please?”He turned to face me, a look in his eyes that I’d never seen before, somewhere between hurt and anger.“I have nothing to say to you. I don't know what has happened or why it has happened, and at this moment, I don’t give a damn. Stay away from me right now but get that woman out of our house and out of our lives.”“Steve, please calm down. You don’t mean what you're saying. And Charlie isn’t going anywhere.” I took a quick breath. Here we go. “I love you, but I also. ... what else?" Oooooh, Daddy! I'll let you suck my cunt, and my ass and then you can fuck me, okay?", whimpered the horny young girl."Oh, baby! That's what I wanted to hear!", groaned Dave, slipping a finger deep into his daughter's melty little fuckhole."OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!", Julie moaned as her father diddled her gooey cunt-slit. Her little pussy was sizzling."You like that, don't you, baby?", asked Dave, screwing his finger deeper into her hot, clinging little. ''s*s, I need your opinion', and at that he produced a box, the very same box that had been delivered by DHL earlier this morning.I took the box from him and pulled back the already opened paper. 'WTF', escaped my breath as I looked at the picture on the box, the I burst out in a fit of laughter.'You have got to be fucking with me', as I opened the box and pulled out its contents, a 'Rubbery Latex Pussy'.My brothers face turned crimson and for a moment I felt sorry for him, 'Come on J', I said.