In the meantime, it was our own father, Tammy's and mine, that the four of us were worried about. He and Mom had both graduated from North, and they k...new about this lookout even back then in the dark ages. They had both threatened to put us in a Nunnery if they found out we were here, and we weren't even Catholic. We were pretty sure that Mom lost her cherry up here, but we never asked. It was kind of weird, picturing your mother and father actually fucking. Much as I tried, I could never. More oil dripped onto her other nipple. Melinda panted as both nipples stiffened, throbbed, and ached for just the tiniest scrap of attention.Even the slightest touch, the most gentle caress would send her into paroxysms of sexual ecstasy. Instead, they pulsed in torturous neglect, a breath of air from the cultist's movement drifting in a cruel tease across her hypersensitive flesh.The flask hovered over her sex. She wrenched her hips, but several cultists leaned forward and held down her. "Get in the back!" He ordered. He opened my passenger-side back door, and pushed Mom in, practically on top of me. He slammed the door shut on Mom, jumped into the front seat next to the slumping Dad, and closed the door.The older guy behind the steering wheel hit the accelerator, and sped out of the gas station, while hitting the door locks. Mom and Ashley screamed, Dad appeared to be completely u*********s, and I sat between Ashley and Mom in a stunned silence."Shut up! Or I'll hit him. She brought herself erect and looked him in the eyes. She grabbed the top of her underwear and pulled them down, standing naked in front of him. She was neatly trimmed and her pussy lips a bit swollen, as if to show her anticipation. He wanted to reach out and touch her immediately, but instead breathed deeply and took in the moment. She had told him that she wanted to feel subordinate. She said that she wanted to stay naked when he was clothed, and to feel his clothes against her naked skin..