No understanding. Pain; no c***d should suffer such pain and he knew he was wrong. He felt a sudden sickness. He should touch her, comfort her. No sex...uality now, though he could look down and see the hair between her legs, the breasts now nicked and bruised and still perfect. He wanted to hold her, take her away where she could be safe and she saw the kindness flicker in his eyes and the smile became more real.As was the correct thing the warden took over at two hundred, walking around the girl. She'd tried shopping and found it lacking. She wondered if beer would yield better results."They don't really seem like your style," said a voice behind her.She whirled around, recognizing the voice, "Brute Squad!"Jake hugged her hard enough to draw her off her feet. "How have you been, Wildcat?" When did you get into town?" Dawn asked."A while ago," said Jake, putting her down.Dawn looked up at him, "How long?" A couple of weeks," Jake admitted.Dawn punched him in the shoulder, "And you didn't. "Okay, enough frolicking. Now for the real deal," was his elegant command, "Time to fuck."Not that they needed his permission.Aarti was startled as her son suddenly sat up and roughly pushed her down on her back, staring at her hungrily. Enough of the gently motherly guidance, he thought. It was time to be a man and take charge. Looking at his mother lying underneath him waiting to be fucked by her son, drove him wild. This might be his first time but he knew what he was going to do. His first. At first I was warry of my c***dren and what they thought. I would make sure they were asleep before I had any men over and made sure we were always quiet so no one could hear us. Over time I got more and more reckless. My c***dren eventually got an idea of what exactly was going on in the house. Ultimately it became routine and normal, and no one really questioned it. My daughter didn't like that I had so many men over but wasn't very vocal about it. My son never said a word.One night I had.