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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par
Book 7\par
Shadows of Moons\par
Chapter 16\par
The Wickedest\par
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Trolling\par
\tab Like a huge gray shark trolling for a meal, the \rquote 56 Chevy cruised the main streets, side streets, and parked in poplar-most likely places to find such a meal.  Sometimes the wait was long and the \ldblquote shark\rdblquote  had to troll itself back home.  \par
\tab Sometimes the shark spotted its meal but had to wait until the conditions were right.  Sometimes the shark thought of previous meals and let the one he saw slip away after all.  Sometimes so enthused was the shark sitting idle that he had to beat off and let the meal walk away anyways\'85\par
\tab But then, again, conditions were made right finally and the \ldblquote shark\rdblquote  once more had trolled successfully.\par
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\tab A few days or so had been spent tediously trying to upgrade the illegally possessed EMAD.  But the fear was fucking it up more than upgrading.  The technology of an EMAD was beyond Ben\rquote s electronic expertise; there was research and such to help but he had to be leery and careful and do such research in secret\emdash including acquiring information about electronic this and that and that and this and so and so forth.\par
\tab When he deemed that he had indeed enhanced the EMAD it needed \ldblquote testing.\rdblquote   He did so without the knowledge of telling his dear wife, she was at work anyways.  \par
\tab Testing.  The EMAD needed testing.  It was midday, his day off from work, kids in school, what to do what to do\'85\par
\tab Bridget Corsewood.  Neighbor.  Nice ass, tits out to the moon!  She was tall, a barmaid, very-very tan skin, Sun Worshipper.  As a Christian and a minister-missionary, Benjamin Wiccked wasn\rquote t supposed to have such lurid thoughts about his next door neighbor.\par
\page\tab All indications showed Ben that the New and Improved EMAD was in prime working order and condition.  If that meant anything at all he wasn\rquote t sure.  To say he was nervous would be an understatement.  Collecting the illegal device he eased out into the backyard.  With the bright sunshine, high privacy walls of wood, brick, and ivy the backyards of the homes on Oleander Street were relatively \ldblquote secure\rdblquote  (from prying eyes.)\par
\tab In the backyard Bridgett Corsewood lay out on a blanket on her well manicured lawn\emdash stark naked.  She was a beauty, but carnal lust was one thing Ben Wiccked had driven himself to abhor.  He was to be a dedicated man, not a lustful one; he was to be a proud father, not a bastard.  He was to be a man his family would honor and be proud of to boast about.  Not one to be of gossip and the cause of family strife.\par
\tab But the temptation was great.\par
\tab Greater still with even his WIFE prompting him into that horrid situation with the fourteen year old (Denise Carpenter) over a week past.  It had been kidnapping\emdash for sexual purposes\emdash for the sanctity of protecting the family from Ben\rquote s possible illicit desires for his children.  It made sense, sorta-kinda, but then again\'85\par
\tab Pushing away the mounting confusion Ben nestled by the ivy wall.  There was a place, a few places, in the wall whereas \ldblquote peering\rdblquote  thru to the neighbor\rquote s wall was possible.  In the past, Ben had done so; when the conditions had been right and temptation seemed right also.  It was just \ldblquote looking\rdblquote , no harm there.  His wife\emdash his wife did him right, she bore him three beautiful children; but other than \ldblquote procreation\rdblquote  the woman seldom was interested in fooling around.  Once they had \ldblquote fooled\rdblquote  around in the shower, they messed around in the car, but most activity was sublime and took place solely in their bed\emdash and with HER on bottom.\par
\tab No \ldblquote up the ass\rdblquote  or in the mouth.\par
\tab Then the days of the EMAD had come, mind control was rampant and every pervert in the nation had one.  So did everyone else so it seemed.  No one was safe, no one immune.  At length Leeann began to loosen up more, she DID ride him more often and join him in the shower.  There was a reason, she was in fear that her dear hubby would molest the kids.  It was the new \ldblquote in\rdblquote  thing to do.\par
\tab Her fear had swelled (to new heights) with the fear that Ben\rquote s proper lack of nookie (hers) would surely lead him down a path of unrighteousness and indignity\emdash among other things.  She had to save him, had to save her children, her family as a whole.\par
\tab So the only natural thing to do since she was admittedly not sexually active was to \ldblquote get hubby laid.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab And since the new lay of the land seemed to be for men screwing underage girls, dear Leeann acquired herself an EMAD to make it so.  For the sanctity of her family.\par
\tab Bridgett Corsewood.  36-28-36   Long super curly dark hair, deep blue eyes, torpedo tits, very-very-very tan skin, narrow face, high cheek bones, long narrow chin.  She smoked, drank, and worked at a bar (as a tender) and was a honkytonk kinda of gal.  \par
\tab In most settings Ben wouldn\rquote t be interested in her, she was not out of his league, and he wasn\rquote t one for judging\emdash that wasn\rquote t up to him.  She was a neighbor, divorced, no kids.  She drove a goldenrod yellow 1956 Thunderbird.  It was HOT!  \par
\tab As she laid out on the beach blanket she appeared to Ben not the honkytonk angel but of another angel\emdash not a heavenly one, surely not, but she was an angel for sure.  A long sinewy body, thunder thighs, almost robust to the point of not being feminine, but it was those fantastic knockers that sealed the deal.\par
\tab Bridgett fondled those nakedly exposed knockers, tweaking the nipples as she laid out; her body was layered in tanning oil; her dark sunglasses made her appear \ldblquote exotic.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote oh-open your-your-your legs.\rquote\par
\tab He stammered in his thoughts; his voice a bare whisper to the airline mic unit attached to his face.  The \ldblquote command\rdblquote  was sent into the EMAD unit and then transferred along the carrier waves that had snagged the brain wave pattern of the Subject.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t, though, open her legs.\par
\tab Ben repeated the command.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t, though, open her legs.\par
\tab Ben checked the device, all the indicators indicated that all was working-functioning as they were supposed to.\par
\tab\lquote open your legs, bitch!\rquote\par
\tab she didn\rquote t open her legs.\par
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\tab New plan.\par
\tab Since the voice command wouldn\rquote t work, there was an alternative.  Just an enhancement of what the unit originally had been devised for\emdash a low key operation of mind control.  Nothing more.  The device locked in the Subject\rquote s brain waves and \ldblquote subdued\rdblquote  them.  Giving the operator of the Device just long enough time to do whatever to the Subject thereafter.  Ben\rquote s newest enhancements were to send messages along with the carrier wave\emdash but non-verbal just encoded.\par
\page\tab That seemed to work better.\par
\tab She opened her legs.\par
\tab Of course, it could have been on her own\'85\par
\tab Ben licked his lips and felt his cock surge.\par
\tab\lquote Get Up On All Fours\rquote  he punched in the keycode and pressed SEND.\par
\tab To his surprise, Bridgett sat up and assumed the \ldblquote doggie-style\rdblquote  position.  Still unsure, though, \lquote Spread Your Legs\rquote  SEND then added \lquote Point Ass to the Fence\rquote  SEND.\par
\tab Moments later and Ben Wiccked had his cock DEEP into Bridgett Corsewood\rquote s cunt fucking her silly in her backyard; humping her doggie-style.  It was just sex, he didn\rquote t particularly deem it to be \ldblquote cheating\rdblquote  on his wife, inasmuch as when his wife had helped him screw the kidnapped girl, Denise.\par
\tab It would be a long day.  He showered three times, once with hot water.  He prayed forgiveness, absolution.  Was screwing HOT next door neighbor any different than a fourteen year old kidnapped girl? \par
\tab When his wife came home she came with the kids, Ben busied himself moreso with them while his dear wife prepped dinner.  His remorse and regret infuriated him\emdash it also made him ill.  So ill that he got not stomach dinner and showered once more.\par
\tab While they nestled together in bed, and Leeann\rquote s hand lightly fondled his so-so engorged cock, he thought of plugging the neighbor again.  And the gal across the street, Janice Hopkins\emdash creamy white skin, smaller tits, small ass, drove a \rquote 69 green Corvette.\par
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\tab To say the least Leeann was impressed\emdash her husband though she loved him dearly, wasn\rquote t too good with electrical things, or mechanical things, or wood things.  He wasn\rquote t good with his hands, he was a ministry, a missionary; not a plumber, not a mechanic, not an electrician.\par
\tab He was, though, horny.\par
\tab For two nights they had trolled the streets, the prospects were good, but the conditions not yet\emdash heavy presence of cops, federal cops, parental cops; the kidnapping of the local teen (and others, too) had created an atmosphere of distrust.  But that was not for all Locales of Opportunity.  Leeann directed (again) hubby to drive out to the other side of their town.  Once there they perused the unknown streets until Ben himself thought of something, \par
\tab\ldblquote Why not back to Ashton.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab Ashton.  Home of the Fighting Tigers Football team for the one and only high school; home of the Schlummer Quartz Mining Company; home of infamous Darbarrow Murder Mayhem where James \ldblquote Memphis\rdblquote  Darbarrow went insane one night during the county\rquote s worst storm ever and slew his entire family\emdash wife, children, parents, then went screaming naked out into the street before slicing off his balls and bled to death.\par
\tab It was also the former home of Benjamin Wiccked.\par
\tab The town was pretty much the same\emdash lame.  It was small, less than 5,000 residents.  There was Founder\rquote s Day that brought in a few extras, there was the World War II vintage airfield that once a brought staged air shows and old air craft; the 4rth of July event was also a big boon.  But other than that\emdash lame.\par
\tab But many folk liked the small town appeal, \lquote ceptin\rquote  of course the kids.  As kids neared teenhood the lameness of a \ldblquote small town\rdblquote  became all too apparent and they yearned for the nearby towns and cities.  It was that antsy appeal that Ben hoped for.  Somewhere roaming the closed up streets, hanging at the lame video arcade, or at the even lamer indoor miniature golf place was a Subject worthy of being subjected.\par
\tab And it was all okay with Leeann.\par
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\tab Like most typical Americana towns, the streets rolled up kinda early.  There were barbeques, get-togethers, social clubs, church stuff, baseball games, and such as the like like that there\emdash not a lot of shopping after 5PM.  The town tried for maintaining its small town appeal, keeping out the riff-raff and maintaining the \ldblquote family orientated\rdblquote  atmosphere.  Ben\rquote s family was still in the town as were some other relatives\emdash mostly cousins.\par
\tab Leeann herself was from the town, but had no relatives just friends residing\emdash Leeann actually hailed from the nearby City and had only come to the town at an early age\emdash just prior to her teen years.\par
\tab One establishment was open for business, the pizzeria.\par
\tab A burly security with his thumbs in hooked in his belt loops rocked back and forth on the heels of his not-too shiny black boots.  A nightstick dangled off of one hip, a sidearm on the other.  There, too, was the two-way radio, a whistle, EMAD detectors/preventors, and a myriad of assault deterring sprays.\par
\tab A town cop car patrolled the streets.\par
\tab Ben\rquote s \rquote 57 though astounding was not OUTstanding, there were others similar in appearance and style; two others in fact.  There were a small host of 1960s classic car enthusiast in the town and so it was hoped that Ben\rquote s /57 Chevy would \ldblquote blend in\rdblquote  and not be so noticeable.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Oooooh, there\rquote s one.\rdblquote  Leeann pointed out.\par
\tab Ben looked, squinted his eyes and made pleasing facial expressions, nodding that \lquote yea\rquote , the Target did look appealing.\par
\tab\ldblquote What about that one?\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben looked in the other direction his wife had noted.  He couldn\rquote t understand her\emdash not in the least.  On the surface she had claimed that she was in it for the safety of her family, saving them from their father who might just might molest them.  He probably wouldn\rquote t, but she couldn\rquote t take the chance.\par
\tab Suddenly Leeann\rquote s hand came to his crotch.\par
\tab Ben\rquote s cock stiffened (more).  In his mind he went back to the morning that his dear wife and told him, \ldblquote she\rquote s ready, waiting for you.\rdblquote  And he had passed up breakfast to traipse himself down into the basement to find the fourteen year old girl kidnapped the night before, tussed up on her back, stretched out with not a hair on her cunt.  \par
\tab Ben faintly recalled that when he had firstly fucked the unfortunate girl he was aware of her poon pie fur.  Then there was none.  Surely the girl hadn\rquote t shaven herself\'85\par
\tab And the girl\rquote s clothes, stripped from her body; her body tied securely spread eagled, and her pussy shaven.  Ben thought he had good knowledge on his wife; a woman who was somewhat dominating, a woman who had poise and demanded respect.  She was a member of two committees, the church committee and her children\rquote s school committee.  She wasn\rquote t particular \ldblquote good in the sack\rdblquote  but they had not the worry for bills.  Ben was annoyed yes that his wife made more money than he, and for years he tried to overcome that by pouring himself into his demanding yet less paying job.  It only caused strife in their relationship and many nights of sleeping on the couch or in the garage next to \ldblquote Baby\rdblquote , the gray \rquote 57 Chevy.\par
\tab At length Ben quit trying to outdo Leeann and be settled, be satiated in what he DID have.  Their incomes blended into one and so that helped Ben overcome and put it behind him.\tab He thought he knew his wife but come to find out\emdash he knew her not at all!\par
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\tab\ldblquote There\rquote s one, what about her?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Leeann!\rdblquote  Ben finally snapped.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  Leeann returned a little irritated at her hubby\rquote s irritation.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t answer but checked the newest Possible.\par
\tab Admittedly, she was likely.  She was as likely as any of the other five Possibles Leeann had pointed out.  The conditions surrounding seemed likely, too, posing no security threats.\par
\tab\ldblquote Okay, her.\rdblquote\par
\tab Leeann smiled, leaned back in the seat and began working the upgraded magical device.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I haven\rquote t gotten the chance to try it out, yet.\rdblquote  He stammered and lied.  His cock still surged as he thought mildly of his banging Bridgett Corsewood in her backyard.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Well, we\rquote ll know how good you did here in a sec.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben rubbed his cock and kept his eyes on the Possible.\par
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\tab The \ldblquote Possible\rdblquote  became a subject.\par
\tab She sat quietly in the backseat.  First appearances had her at about fourteen, like Denise; but up close and personal she was younger, about twelve years in actuality.  \par
\tab The girl was dressed in not-too-tight jeans and a simple top, on her face was some glitter.  Simple dainty earrings, light lipstick.  A western shirt that was tucked in (only to pout out her AA titties.)  Western boots, western jeans but she didn\rquote t smell \ldblquote horsey\rdblquote  like; she smelled of perfume.\par
\tab There were only basic command functions on the EMAD device, not much in the way of insightful Q&A.  but there were SOME useful Qs that could be Aed.\par
\tab On the way home, Leeann posed such Qs; like,\par
\tab\lquote are you a virgin?\rquote  SEND\par
\tab the girl didn\rquote t respond verbally but merely nodded her head that it was so.  She was a pretty thing; trim body, well poised, and definitely shouldn\rquote t be out on her own.  She wore three different EMAD detectors\emdash they worked so well.  She had a whistle, pepper spray, and Mace.  \par
\tab\lquote do you finger yourself?\rquote  SEND\par
\tab another head nod indicated that she did.\par
\tab\lquote does anyone ELSE finger you?\rquote  SEND\par
\tab there was no response.  None.\par
\tab Leeann posed other questions but there was no response.  She guessed that the upgraded device wasn\rquote t transmitting well or good enough or the girl\rquote s mind was so overwhelmed by the question that no answer was possible.\par
\tab Once home there was a preliminary looksee at the girl, the Chevy\rquote s interior light was switched back on to \ldblquote ON\rdblquote  and Ben took a better look at his prize.\par
\page\tab From her school ID it was learned that her name was Erica, Erican R Jamison.  She was a student at Garrison Middle School, the same school Ben had attended.  She was cute with her dark brown hair in twin pigtails flared out at the ends.  She was nice.  She would do\emdash nicely.\par
\tab Ben carried her out of the car,\par
\tab\ldblquote Why don\rquote t you take her to our room?\rdblquote  Leeann said.\par
\tab Ben was a little startled, the bedroom?  \par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s more controllable than the other girl, right?\rdblquote\par
\tab That was true, but still.  Ben held the twelve year old and carried her into the house and to their bedroom.  After laying the preteen down, Ben stood back and waited.  What now?  What next?  He couldn\rquote t even imagine her naked, or even in her underwear.  Of the week after the Denise incident Ben had seen his three children, Amber, Bonnie, and Caitlin in various stages of undress, including naked!\par
\tab Casually he DID think of them sexually.  It was more of a wonder about how they would feel on his johnson; sucking it, sucking his balls, their young hands about his erect member, kissing and licking the piss slit.  And then there were their young naked bodies\'85\par
\tab None of the three girls had much in the way of a \ldblquote body\rdblquote , Amber was seven, Bonnie was five, and Caitlin a mere four years young.  But Ben wasn\rquote t much of a \ldblquote titty\rdblquote  man anyways, it was the Ass and Crotch that he stole glances of\emdash of other family\rquote s girls, teen girls on the street, teen girls in the congregation of whatever church he was preaching to.  When at rest, at peace, in the bathroom, he thought of those girls\emdash girls in their short skirts, girls in long dresses, girls in tight-snug jeans.  He thought of girls when they bent over\emdash revealing their breasts and ass cracks\emdash it shot him back to his own children.  \par
\tab Though he tried his best not to think of Amber, Bonnie, and Caitlin in a sexual nature\emdash sometimes it couldn\rquote t be helped and he did.  Then after what had transpired with Denise, those illicit thoughts increased ten-fold!  He gave baths to his girls, even and including Amber.  She was seven and capable of bathing herself, but the three girls were sisters, close in age and often bathed together.  They made merry and made a merry mess in the bathroom, come morning they usually cleaned it up.  Usually.\par
\tab With three young girls in the house, their were panties and nudity everywhere.  It was difficult to maintain a \ldblquote softie\rdblquote  and keep thoughts pure.  When banging his wife on those rare occasions that she let him, he DID think of what it would be like to boff Amber.  Her being the oldest it was more of a possible than not; he thought of how tight her pussy and especially asshole would be.  \par
\page\tab But he did, too, think of Bonnie and even Caitlin!\par
\tab With Caitlin at four the girl was \ldblquote all hands\rdblquote  and her hands went everywhere when he held her, cuddled her, and so on.  She was na\'efve, as were her sisters.  Ben felt most comfortable bathing the girls together or alone when he himself was alone with them.\par
\tab He guessed that in the trying times of the new age of depravity, Leeann had begun to seriously worry and wonder about the safety of her children, and the sanctity of the family unit.  How far could she actually trust her husband?  He was a good man, but so were the many other \ldblquote men\rdblquote  who were now statistics!\par
\tab As Ben stood contemplating the next move, the phone rang.\par
\tab\ldblquote Why don\rquote t you undress her,\rdblquote  said Leeann, I\rquote ll get the phone, it\rquote s Mom or the kids saying goodnight.\rdblquote  She left the room and Ben stood there with a raging boner and stupor about him.\par
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\tab As soon as he heard his wife on the phone talking and the stem of the conversation told him that it was her mother, Ben went to the bed where the mind-locked twelve year old lay still.  Her eyes were locked to the ceiling, her mouth partly open, face expressionless.\par
\tab Licking his lips and placed his hand on her thigh\emdash and waited.\par
\tab In the hallway he could hear Leeann yapping to her mother; making an excuse about \ldblquote where they were\rdblquote  earlier in the evening when she had called.  Ben held his breath and listened as Leeann fed her mother a decent bullshit line about their cruising in the Chevy.\par
\tab Erica didn\rquote t move, didn\rquote t flinch, batted no eye, or made the faintest hint that would clue Ben into knowing that she was \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  of her circumstance.  Licking his lips and seeing his shaking hand, Ben began caressing the girl\rquote s leg\emdash inching up to her crotch.\par
\tab Surely she was a virgin.\par
\tab Had she seen a boy\rquote s dick?\par
\tab Had she seen her Daddy?  Ben\rquote s kids had seen him, in his underwear mostly but a time or two in the nude; but they were little and for little girls to see their Daddy in the raw was no big deal.  (well, it didn\rquote t used to be\'85)\par
\tab With trembling fingers he pressed about the girl\rquote s crotch.  His cock soared and began to throb.  Unlike with his own kids, with Erica he could fuck.\par
\tab Fuck?\par
\tab Was he really going to fuck her?  She was twelve?  He couldn\rquote t fuck a twelve year old.  Could he?  Maybe in the mouth, or up the ass.  Her mouth hole would be okay, but her ass-hole was probably too tight.\par
\page\tab His mind was all abuzz thinking of what the girl would be like (on his dick.)  Holding his breath he undone her jeans and gently pulled the flaps back after unzipping.\par
\tab She wore light blue plain panties.\par
\tab There was glitter on his belly, in her pants pocket was a small gift box, still wrapped/unopened.  Ben shook the box and heard something within, there was a small card attached the box by a ribbon, \ldblquote Happy Birthday, Megan.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben gulped, she had been on her way to a birthday party.  Still, though, she was out alone just after sundown, she should have been at the party before then.  Oh well\'85\par
\tab Slowly ever so slowly he tugged the girl\rquote s jeans down\emdash just like he did to his own sleepy headed children after a long drive somewhere.  Generally, though, he gave very little thought to undressing his girls.  He had wiped them, front and back, he had bathed them and washed their private parts and had given them very little sexual thought.  But Erica was Amber, wasn\rquote t Bonnie, and wasn\rquote t Caitlin.  So down came her jeans to her ankles.\par
\tab For a long moment he stared at the girl in her panties.  She had a \ldblquote mound\rdblquote  that was pronounced, did that mean anything?  Was she not a virgin after all?   Her panties snuggly fit her, regular type, no frills.  His girls\rquote  panties had horses, ducks, birds, cartoon characters all over them.  He liked girls, his girls, in their panties\'85\par
\tab With his cock waging war in his shorts there was no stopping; down ever so gently he pulled Erica\rquote s blue undies down.  She had a nice crop of fur covering her burger.  She was a virgin, Ben let out a moan and thought how wondrous it was going to be (sticking his dick into the girl\rquote s virginity.)\par
\tab Using the back of his finger he \ldblquote fingered\rdblquote  the girl\rquote s poon, prepping it for what was to come.  Her skin was soft, supple, and just right for the coating of cum.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Well good grief, you haven\rquote t gotten her undressed yet!?\rdblquote  \par
\tab Ben put his hands back, sat up straight as Leeann returned to the bedroom.  Taking no precaution she pulled off the girl\rquote s shoes and then worked off her pants and panties.  She opened the girl\rquote s legs and applied a finger to her smooth twat.  \ldblquote She\rquote s still intact.\rdblquote  Leeann declared.  Ben felt \ldblquote stickiness\rdblquote  in his shorts\'85\par
\tab Off came the girl\rquote s top and then her trainer.\par
\page\tab Ben sat still on the edge of the bed looking at the nude twelve year old.  She wasn\rquote t bad, smaller titties for a girl her age but otherwise okay.  Her pussy was the most delightful and captivating.  Ben gouged the heel of his hand to his bothersome erection and waited.  He didn\rquote t know what he was waiting for, timing?\par
\tab Leeann left the room, going into the bathroom leaving Ben to contemplate.  He was moments away for from fucking the girl, but could he do it?  How had he managed to do it to Denise?  Popping his neck he thought of his neighbor; he thought of his secretary, those four girls who always sat fidgeting in the front row of one of the churches he preached at more than others.  He thought of little ten year old Amber Griss who had the knack of wearing loose jeans and dropping things\emdash then she would bend over and give him a grand view of her ass crack.  With the knowledge of what his children looked like naked bent over, thinking of Amber gave him major problems\'85\par
\tab Leeann returned bringing a dark green bath towel; she placed it under Erica\rquote s body, specifically her butt.  Seeing the puzzled look in her husband\rquote s face she explained, \ldblquote for when you break her, I don\rquote t want her cherry juice on the bedding!\rdblquote\par
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\tab Cherry juice.  The breaking of the hymen.  Even his wife hadn\rquote t been a virgin when he got her, and she had been sixteen at the time!  But she swore that he was her second fuck, but Ben had always figured he was maybe third, fourth, maybe fifth.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want me to take off your clothes, too?\rdblquote  Leeann asked.\par
\tab Ben was beginning to get aggravated\emdash his domineering wife was, too.\par
\tab Peeling off his shirt he stood and tried to think ahead.  Leeann sat on the edge of the bed opposite her hubby, \ldblquote When you\rquote re done, take her into the shower and clean her up, rinse her off\emdash oh, you\rquote ll be too tired; Ill do it.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Then I\rquote ll put her in the basement--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Th-the basement (again)?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Why of course, silly, just one time wont do, you\rquote ll have to nail her at least two or three more times!\rdblquote\par
\tab Nail her?  His wife was using a term he had never heard her use.\par
\tab\ldblquote Close your mouth, dear, before something nasty flies in it.\rdblquote  With that she left the room, closing the door behind her\emdash but not all the way, leaving poor Ben more perplexed than ever.\par
\tab But his dick was still hard and there was a naked girl on his bed.\par
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\tab Side effects may include dizziness, nausea, vomiting, incarceration,  \par
erotic lustfulness, loss of motor control, loss of clothing, loss of money, loss of virginity, delusions of grandeur, table dancing, headache, dehydration, dry mouth, and a desire to sing Karaoke and play all-night rounds  of Strip Poker, Truth Or Dare, and Naked Twister. \par
Tequila.  Leave Shyness Behind.\rdblquote\par
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\tab From his dresser, a hidden compartment\emdash it came with the dresser, he retrieved a small bottle of Tequila.  He had several reasons for its use but kept them to himself.  He had told himself and almost had himself convinced that the consumption of the potent liquor helped him in his ministry\emdash to conceive notions and ideas, to free him up and allow him to be more lucid so as he could give a dynamic sermon.\par
\tab Well, that\rquote s what he told himself anyways.\par
\tab Positioning himself on the bed he \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on the girl, opening her legs and applying his tongue to her cunt.  Using his thumbs he plied open the girl\rquote s lips, licking just inside and delving his tongue into the recesses.  His balls tingled and swelled, his cock hardened even more and soon he was deeply thinking of shoving his fuckmeat into the girl\rquote s cunt and fucking her brains out!\par
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\tab Amazingly little Erica made no outwardly acknowledgement that she was being raped.  It had taken some time to breech the girl\rquote s opening, her soft supple pussy lips had very nearly caused him to ejaculate right then and there.  But with a powerful thrust he made inward assault, busting the girl\rquote s hymen and proceeding with inch by inch until his average fuckmeat was half way in.\par
\tab Then he pulled out.  His cock throbbed, pulsed, and tingled.  Little Erica\rquote s nipples had become pert and erect.  Ben suckled on each one, tweaking them and becoming more and more aroused.  He knew His wife was watching\emdash and he didn\rquote t care.\par
\tab Guiding his cock back into the girl\rquote s broken cunny he continued his raping of her until the final moment.\par
\tab But the final moment was moments away; the girl\rquote s young cunt swallowed has dick and pleased it with its snugness.  There were very minute disturbances noted in the girl\rquote s face, her young nude body twisted automatically, her back arched and Ben managed to ease in another inch.\par
\tab At the common two-minute mark he was almost all the way in but the girl was showing signs of distress.  Ben was satisfied with the half length of his prong buried into the girl, he clamped his hand over her mouth and began riding her harder.\par
\tab He knew the thing to do was to have no feelings for her; she didn\rquote t deserve being kidnapped and taken for sexual pleasure\emdash that was true, but Leeann feared that he would at some point in time lose control of himself and molest the girls.  And Ben was beginning to believe her!\par
\tab As Erica began to come around more and more, Leeann came into the room.  At the bedside she held the girl\rquote s flailing arms and when she began to lash out with her legs, Leeann smacked the girl\rquote s ass.  Ben humped and humped until the tumultuous moment he desired began to flow.  It began with his toes then scurried up his legs to tingle his balls.  He could feel the juts of his love cream spurting dramatically into the child\rquote s cunt, his cock pounding hard against her cervix.\par
\tab By then Erica was \ldblquote awake.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben humped and humped, slamming his cock in until he HAD managed every inch of his tube steak into her cunny.  Erica was in all kinds of distress; but her young mind, too, was confused and bogged down with the after effects of being \ldblquote effected.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab With the final jut of cum he relaxed; his cock still inside the girl\rquote s body still felt incredible.  And surprisingly, his johnson wasn\rquote t softening like it done so after screwing Leeann.  He trembled all over and felt like he had to pee.  Pulling his pud out a huge massive wad of man spunk erupted out of his piss slit sending a wicked shot of juice up the child\rquote s sweaty heaving body, splashing onto her chin and even squirting onto Leeann\rquote s face!\par
\tab Ben fell back, no longer in control of his faculties.\par
\tab He watched helplessly as Leeann picked up the girl and walked her on her nimble shaking legs into the bathroom.  Moments later and the shower was heard, followed by what Ben thought was a \ldblquote smack\rdblquote .  He lay on the bed in a mass of sexual overload and sweat.  Every fiber of his being tingled.  He knew\emdash he knew that he wanted to do that again.  Never had he had cum shoot out of his dick after pulling out of pussy.  Never.  And it felt GOOD!\par
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\tab There was Tanya Rutherfjord\emdash and her hot fifteen year old daughter.\par
\tab Kristy McNikkels was a hottie, too; she was in her mid 20s and had the best ass!  Donna Melvecky, too, wasn\rquote t a bad dish\emdash but her towering husband could make him a pretzel if ever he knew that her minister had done anything to her.\par
\tab And little Brenda Creasewell.  Brenda was eleven, had knobby titties, knobby knees, and a very small ass.  But it was her LIPS that got Ben\rquote s attention, many a-time did he think of her and her lips bobbing up and down his manhood.  \par
\tab He began to understand the power, the draw, the attraction of owning and possessing (and using) an EMAD.  With a mind controlling device, the desires of the flesh could be met AND sustained!  Sure, in the beginning it was probable to rationalize that the EMADs were to be used for Good.  There was probably a Military/Government application, too\emdash that was a given.  \par
\tab Even the other given, Bank Robber, Super Spy, thief, assassin, and other assorted illegal activities took a second seat to the Desires of the Flesh.  Even Ben had thought about the ability to sway the folks at his wife\rquote s bank, \lquote give us an extra ten grand in our account\rquote  or just hand over the cash would do, too.  But given the choice, money or pussy, Ben knew that he would choice PUSSY.\par
\tab He awoke in the early morning, 6:30 with a throbbing headache and an even more throbbing cock.  Although it was no longer \ldblquote stiff\rdblquote  it was thick, pulsed, and seemed to be extraordinarily tingling.\par
\page\tab Whether it was cause for concern or not he didn\rquote t know.  Didn\rquote t care, either.  For a moment while laying naked in his bed he wondered\emdash had he actually fucked a twelve year old girl?  What had happened thereafter?  He didn\rquote t remember.  A slight panic rumbled thru his mind, would or could or HAD Leeann used the EMAD against HIM!?\par
\tab That was something to be concerned about.\par
\tab He sighed and tried to \lquote let go.\rquote\par
\tab But all that was to let go was a butt blasting fart followed by the incredible need to pee.  So he ripped the butt blast then swung his legs out and off the bed to the bathroom he went.\par
\tab He paused to stare at the green towel in the hamper.  Picking it up he saw that it was \ldblquote soiled.\rdblquote   In the hamper, too, was a pair of blue panties.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit.\rdblquote  he exclaimed.\par
\tab There was no looking at himself in the mirror, he showered and barely paid any attention to his willy.  After drying off he kept his head bowed while shaving.  His legs felt weak, rubbery as he pulled on his clothes and made his way to the kitchen.\par
\tab Leeann had breakfast ready, daughters One-Two-Three were present and gave their Daddy a loving hug.  He hugged them, kissed them but had to be mindful of where his hands were during the squeeze.  The girls loved their Daddy and were for the most part oblivious to when he patted their butt, washed their coozy and butt crack.  They were na\'efve and he liked it that way.\par
\tab When Leeann went out of the kitchen thru the living room to go outside, fetching the paper, Ben found himself giving quick butt squeezes to his giddy children.  His cock suddenly surged to full mast as inside Amber\rquote s pajamas he squeezed her panty clad ass.  In his mind he wanted her naked, he wanted to be naked with her, he wanted her naked body on his naked lap and his naked cock\'85\par
\tab Abruptly he shook his head to clear it.  A bit of bile surged into his throat and a huge knot twisted dramatically in his stomach.  He was going to burn surely in Hell for such thoughts.\par
\tab But his place in Hell was already made\emdash Denise and Erica filled his mind.  Erica.  Where was Erica?\par
\tab Leeann returned with the paper, it was partially wet from the careless tossing from the paperboy.  \ldblquote Third time this week!\rdblquote  she bitched, on the phone she placed a call, bitching to the boy\rquote s parents.  Ben copped a quick ass feel of daughter number two, Bonnie.  \par
\page\tab Daughter number three occupied his lap; she was positioned with her back to the back door, away from her mother.  This allowed Ben who was supporting her with his arm to slip fingers down inside her pajama bottoms and touch the crack of her butt.\par
\tab He was a cad, he knew it.  Amber and Bonnie danced crazily about him, telling him about their time with Grandpa and Grandma, something at their school, a dance, a song, and on and on.  Ben wasn\rquote t listening, he was inching his fingers down further inside Caitlin\rquote s panties\'85\par
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\tab\ldblquote Well he\rquote s coming back with a new paper,\rdblquote  Leeann said replacing the phone to its place, \ldblquote you\rquote ve got a meeting at the mayor\rquote s office for that breakfast prayer meeting.  I\rquote ve got errands today, got to take Mom to her appointment\emdash\rdblquote  and on and on she went.  Caitlin giggled on her Daddy\rquote s lap, wriggling her young four year old body about her Daddy\rquote s lap, gouging her super young butt right onto his super sensitive cock.\par
\tab Bonnie suddenly ripped a butt blast of her own.\par
\tab\ldblquote Bonnie Renee!\rdblquote  exclaimed her Mother.\par
\tab Bonnie giggled and reacted as typically as children do when they do what the naturally do\emdash it was natural.\par
\tab\ldblquote See?\rdblquote  said Leeann, \ldblquote she\rquote s taking after you!\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben only smiled and ripped one himself.  \par
\tab Leeann gave him a bad look but the girls were eating it up.\par
\tab Seven-thirty came and the girls were off to their room to get dressed and readied for school.  Their Mother helping; before leaving Ben in his funky stupor she said, \ldblquote she\rquote s waiting for you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben gave her a blank look.\par
\tab\ldblquote In the basement!\rdblquote  replied Leeann being a little exasperated at her all too dense husband.  He nodded that he understood\emdash but continued to sit at the table munching toast and contemplating.\par
\tab His eyes fell to the time indicator on the microwave; then to the porcelain clock caricature of a chicken on the wall; then to the drawing of a clock by daughter Bonnie on the refrigerator.  The first two \ldblquote clocks\rdblquote  gave the time of 8AM.  (the clock drawing on the refrigerator gave the time of a quarter to three)\par
\tab Slowly Ben moved to the basement door.\par
\tab He paused and found his heart pounding.  His cock stuck out his pants; his balls were pulsing, too.  He shook his head and saw his hand shaking, a wave of uncomfortable feelings swept over him, thru him.  He didn\rquote t care for it and thought of the Tequila\'85\par
\page\tab With each step on the basement stairs the knot in his stomach increased in seemingly tensile strength.  His mind swam with horrendous thoughts, none of them very good\emdash about his welfare, his children, or the little girl in the basement.\par
\tab What had Leeann done to her?\par
\tab Flipping on the light he saw her:  at the far end of the basement, tied up spread eagle.  Ben shook his head in amazement\emdash as well as concern.  His wife he did not know!\par
\tab Erica was dazed, she was still under the effects of being overwhelmed by the EMAD again.  She was naked, clean, but her ass showed signs of what could only be from the result of a spanking.  Her arms were spread out with the wrists tied by rope to the exposed studs of the basement.  Her legs were spread out, as well, equally secured.  A small puddle there was on the floor from where she had peed.  Hanging on the wall on a nail was a 2-inch black leather belt\'85\par
\tab Although there wasn\rquote t time, Ben shed his clothes and pressed his naked body against the young girl\rquote s; her back was to him and she was dazed.  Ben put his hands about the girl\rquote s body, caressing her breasts and then traveling up and down her fine nude body, fingering her pussy.  She was at the right height for his cock to press against her burning beaten ass.\par
\tab The desire heightened, \lquote fuck work\rquote  he thought; he wanted to take the girl, ream her holes, to see his love juice dripping out of all three holes; to coat her in his cum, to see her pee and beg for him to pee on her.\par
\tab Those desires faded, replaced by more congenial desires\emdash simple fondling, finger, tweaking.  Against her ass flesh he humped; parting the cheeks (with his hard dick) and sliding the head up and down the girl\rquote s crack; the poking of her dry tight sphincter came nextly.\par
\tab Erica moaned and looked back; Ben didn\rquote t like the girl\rquote s face; her hair pasted to her sweaty frightened face.  Bowing his head he laid it against her; his cock down between her legs--his hands caressing her front side, fingering and diddling her pussy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck my finger\rdblquote  he told her placing his finger he had been fingering her pussy with.  Timidly the girl did so, when it was well lubed, Ben then \ldblquote inserted\rdblquote  the wetted finger into the girl\rquote s asshole.  She reacted as any(one) should in similar circumstances; wriggling and fussing about.  It only invigorated Ben more so and he jammed his finger DEEPER into the girl\rquote s hole, touching something in the anal tract\'85\par
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\tab The meeting with the mayor for the annual township wide mayor\rquote s prayer breakfast was boring.  Guest speakers, speeches, bla-bla-bla on and on and on.  All Ben could think of was little twelve Erica in his basement, naked, suspended between basement support struts.  \par
\tab After the meeting he had to meet with others in his ministry, he was preaching at another church and had to go there to approve the set up and on and on.  Then there was a lunch with another missionary minister; visitation at a hospital and rest home; and on and on it went until finally it was 3:30 in the afternoon\'85\par
\tab At the corner of 3\super rd\nosupersub  and Finster there was an accident\emdash holding traffic up for thirty minutes before Ben could get to the alley and make a break for it.  Of course, it was a One Way Alley and he was going the WRONG way.  But he floored the Chevy and barreled out the end and was once more on his way home.\par
\tab Just three blocks further and he was halted by a marching band.  Normally he would enjoy but he was in a hurry.  He drummed his fingers and waited\emdash and waited\emdash and \'85\par
\tab Whoa-ho\emdash what have we here!\par
\tab Cheerleaders!\par
\tab Lots of them!\par
\tab Skimpy outfits; na\'efve were some, daring and wise were others.  All teenage, all bouncing, jumping, twirling, cartwheeling, exposing, tantalizing.  Ben thought he\rquote d blow his wad right then and there and have none for Erica!  To each cheerleader he watched with utter fascination.  After seeing (having) Denise naked he had a better more firmer idea of what a teenage girl looked like naked.  With each girl aged fifteen to eighteen years who passed by his car, Ben thought of them nakedly.  Very nakedly.  Strapped to his bed, splayed out between support beams; their hot young fur burgers awaiting his tongue lashing, fingering, and especially his masterful cock!\par
\tab As the last of the cheerleading group past, Ben came off in his pants.\par
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\tab Leeann wasn\rquote t home, by her schedule he knew that she had picked up the kids and was errands with them.  He had a little time before they came scurrying home.  He was near out of his clothes by the time he made the basement door.  It was locked securely and was a tricky lock to undo\emdash for security and safety reasons\emdash for the Wiccked children\rquote s safety doncha know.\par
\page\tab Carefully he made his way down the stairs.  He didn\rquote t flip on the light, there was just enough natural light from the basement window.  It was set way up high at the foundation of the house; three windows from the backyard side.\par
\tab Erica was laid out on the kids\rquote  mattress, like Denise had been previously.  She was asleep and naked.  A bucket was nearby with a few ounces of pee in it.  Some snack foods there was and the small mini fridge was working\emdash inside it were cold drinks and deli foods.\par
\tab The images of the cheerleaders filled his head, the images of Denise who had been where Erica lay rocked his world, the image of his own children running amok naked, taking a bath, laying in their beds in their underwear\'85\par
\tab With gentle ease and care Ben rolled the slumbering Erica over onto her back.  She awoke slowly.  Ben realized that he didn\rquote t have the EMAD and he had no idea WHERE it was.  Erica rubbed her eyes and looked strangely up to the naked man.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just relax.\rdblquote  Ben cooed to the girl.  \lquote this is only going to hurt, a lot.\rquote  He stroked his pole as he moved onto the mattress.  Erica cringed, closed her legs and was still in the throws of waking up from a deep sleep.  She became more awake as the naked man mounted her, forced open her legs, and \'85\par
\tab Ben wasn\rquote t going to be denied, when little Erica fussed he smacked her inner thighs, each one and not too kindly, either.  \ldblquote Settle down or it\rquote ll be worse next time!\rdblquote\par
\tab Erica trembled and peed.\par
\tab Slowly he lay his Wiccked wicked pipe against her soiled cunny and began to hump.  It felt fantastic and he couldn\rquote t imagine what it would be like to hump IN her.  Smiling and sweating he grinded himself against the pre-teen\rquote s entrance; but instead of going in he scooted his body up the frightened girl\rquote s body, dragging his balls along, too.\par
\tab When straddled at her chest he took he began to hump, pressing his rock hard cock between her small young mounds; squeezing up tight to his nut sack; small juts of cum began to spew from his piss slit.  Erica thrashed her head back and forth, lips pursed tightly.\par
\tab The notion of shoving his fuckmeat into the girl\rquote s mouth crossed his mind; if only to \ldblquote slick up\rdblquote  his cock.  But a twinge of regret hit him and he backed down.  Sliding back down her body he put his eyes to her pussy.  In just a few years his Amber would be twelve\'85\par
\page\tab A minute passed, his eyes still locked on the lovely cunt; he took in every nuance of the poon; the fur covering, the \ldblquote mons\rdblquote , the entrance itself, everything.  With his cock surging and raging he applied his fingers, gently massaging the cunt, the lips, the hood, all of it.\par
\tab Soon his tongue got into the act with a daring fingering touching her anal rim entrance.  When Erica thrashed too wildly she was smacked, on the ass and inner thighs.  This only encouraged her molester and he engulfed her vagina, tongue thrashing into her very virgin cunny with a finger sodomizing her!\par
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\tab Soon it could be put off no more and Ben began seriously grinding his cock HARD against Erica\rquote s virgin entrance.  For a moment or two he was almost satisfied with the humping outside the girl\rquote s pussy.  Almost.  Pressing the head of his engorged schlong against her sex penetration was made.  Erica thrashed more and was smacked more.  With dire determination the head forced its way into her entrance meeting the membrane of resistance within.\par
\tab With the power of the mighty dong the thin membrane had no chance of keeping the invading cock out.  A mighty thrust and the membrane of protection and innocence was broken.  \par
\tab He didn\rquote t particularly want to hurt her, just fuck her.  His manly bone glided with some effort into her cunny\emdash with the blood and her pre-moistened lubrication half the length of his cock was in.  The girl so petrified no longer thrashed but lay in a scared stiff position.  Her molester\rquote s cock pulling out only to jam itself back in.  Over and over again until it stayed in and pumped like a cock should.\par
\tab He wasn\rquote t able to make full infiltration\emdash but close counts.\par
\tab Little knobby titted Erica moaned as she was fucked; she moaned more when after several intense pumps the man pulled out only to jam his dick into her equally tight and virginal asshole!\par
\tab Ben\rquote s cock was twice as hard as it was slamming into the girl\rquote s cunt; he felt a dramatic surge of love juices surging thru his shaft, emptying into the girl\rquote s cunny deeply.  Before his sexual lust plummeted, he pulled out of her cunt\emdash gave his saucy prick a few measurable strokes, then began poking Erica\rquote s backdoor.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hold your legs back!\rdblquote  he barked to the frightened.\par
\tab Erica not under the control of an EMAD did so.  In doing so it pushed her ass up better for Ben\rquote s hole hungry cock.  There was as much resistance to her anus as their was to her vagina.  But again, with dire determination, that hole, too, was breeched.\par
\page\tab Erica screamed once in utter discomfort, then was too shocked to respond as slithering like a snake the man\rquote s massive man-thing entered her.  Her young eyes were held open wide in fear; she shook and trembled; her asshole pulsing, clenching the invading schlong.\par
\tab Like in her pussy, Ben could only go so far before there was significant distress and all.  He was satisfied with what he had gotten in and began a steady hump.  Erica moaned, clenched the back of her knees and endured several minutes of incredible asshole pounding.\par
\tab When the man reached his apex of pleasure he pulled out, shooting the remainder of his liquid goo onto her ass; coating her searing smoldering funk hole, fresh fucked bloodied pussy, and ass.  A great shot sprang out from his cock and squirted up her fine nude body.\par
\tab Ben was well satisfied\emdash for now.\par
\tab Exhausted he had to rest.  Erica curled up into a fetal position and wept herself to sleep.  Ben felt a little remorse, but after all\emdash he was saving his family!\par
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\ldblquote Daddy Dearest\rdblquote  cont.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, Suze, come check this out!\rdblquote\par
\tab Whatever IT was, Elizabeth and Aimee missed it, they had to shuttle around the house to relocated the two naughty and naked siblings, when they finally did, peering thru a grime encrusted window, sixteen year old Susan was straddled on her pre-teen brother.  Robin\rquote s twelve year old pud was buried up into his sister\rquote s cunt, his hands clamped tightly onto her ass and they both were deeply involved in their illicit incestuous actions.\par
\tab The two unseen spies had to leave.\par
\tab Running away was difficult as the tingling sensation betwixt their legs made doing so difficult.  They made it as far as the end of the property.  There there was a great boulder surrounded by huge deciduous trees and bushes.  The girls peeled out of their clothes and proceeded to munch twat as quickly and as satisfyingly as possible.\par
\tab When they had been satiated as much as possible they slipped back to the house\emdash but the two city kids, Susan and Robin, were gone.  Oh well.  The girls held hands and with sopping wet panties made a return trip back to the Gallowy home.\par
\page\tab Upon approaching the Gallowy homestead \lquote Lizbeth noted that the family truck was gone and no other vehicle was present, either.  Undaunted and still horny, \lquote Lizbeth and Aimee made themselves at home, having a snack and giddingly talked about what they had seen earlier.  \par
\tab The gist of which was Aimee blushingly desiring to be \ldblquote Susan\rdblquote .\par
\tab\lquote Lizbeth agreed, \ldblquote He was cute.\rdblquote  Having sex with her brothers was \ldblquote okay\rdblquote , but she wanted a variety of cock.  Aimee just wanted cock\'85\par
\tab The girls\rquote  sex talk got them in a state, again.  After snacking they scurried up the stairs to \lquote Lizbeth\rquote s room where they once more got naked and munched twat.\par
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\tab Dishes hadn\rquote t been done.\par
\tab The table not cleaned and a mess of snacks and such.\par
\tab Cow hadn\rquote t been milked.\par
\tab Floor in the kitchen not swept.\par
\tab Not one but two errands hadn\rquote t been carried out.\par
\tab\lquote Lizbeth\rquote s ass tightened up tightly as her irate Dad rattled off scolding her on her various household duties not performed.  Then, to top it off, \lquote Lizbeth gave her pissed of Daddy a \ldblquote shrug.\rdblquote   A shrug of indifference as well as defiance and \ldblquote I don\rquote t give a rat\rquote s ass.\rdblquote\par
\tab Shaun Gallowy already in a bad mood didn\rquote t \ldblquote grab\rdblquote  his defiant young daughter but YANKED her by the elbow and hustled her out the kitchen door to the woodshed.\par
\tab The infamous woodshed.\par
\tab All the Gallowy children had met their fate at the woodshed; pants down, ass bare, and bent over.  No hand smacks from Daddy Gallowy, it was the belt and if the offense was severe\emdash a handy-dandy switch did the trick.  When the children were younger, a hand smacking was done inside the house, more severe punishment was done at the woodshed.\par
\tab The woodshed contained wood for the burning of special meat, it was to be protected from the elements.  Meat was also in the shed.  Stacked cord wood somewhat surrounded the woodshed on three sides with the fourth side a small opening.  It made for \ldblquote whatever happened\rdblquote  within the wood fortress private\emdash save for the intermittent spanking.\par
\page\tab Elizabeth somewhat dragged her feet and tried to wriggle; but she didn\rquote t overly plead with her Daddy, just grunted and fidgeted.  Daddy Gallowy was in no mood for her shenanigans and quickly hustled his skinny red haired child to the woodshed and positioned her against the saw horse therein.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get \lquote em down!\rdblquote  barked her Daddy.\par
\tab Elizabeth knew what he was referring to, her panties.  Slowly she rolled the still damp undies down to her knees; then she bent over pulling up her dress to enough to reveal her dainty kinda tan ass.  \par
\tab Daddy Gallowy said nothing, he gave his daughter a brief ass caress and then smacked it with his belt\emdash one he left hanging at the woodshed.  Elizabeth knew jumped out of her skin as the belt lashed her petite ass.  She didn\rquote t call out; her hands clenched tightly to her knees she endured another smack, followed by another.\par
\tab In her mind she saw young Robin with his twelve year old cock slamming up into his teenage sister\rquote s cunt.  She saw his cum dripping out of her mouth.  She felt Aimee\rquote s tongue drilling and lapping at her cunny not once but three times that day!\par
\tab Another hard smack came and then the ass feel that was a part of the ordeal.  \lquote Lizbeth felt her ass burning red hot\emdash but there was another part of her equally on fire.  Her Daddy caressed her ass, fingers slipping inside her crack and touching her puckering rim.\par
\tab Bowing her head she saw his pants and underwear at his knees.\par
\tab She braced and waited.\par
\tab The wait wasn\rquote t long, the presence of her Daddy\rquote s dong to her asshole came and with a dramatic not delicate push he drove himself into the depths of her ass.  His manly calloused hands held her hips tightly as he ripped his way into her hole\emdash then he bucked her back and forth along his shaft.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t Elizabeth\rquote s first time.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t the first time for Daddy Gallowy, either.\par
\tab Jon, Mason, Ben, James Robert.\par
\tab Mary Ellen, Erin, Elizabeth, all had been taken to the woodshed fortress; stripped down, bent over, spanked, and then fucked up the butt.  Elizabeth remembered casually her first time, she had been merely nine.  Before that her punishment was panties down and a hard ass smacking; then her Daddy used his hard cock to spank her.  She recalled faintly being finger fucked in the ass\emdash prepping for when she would get the upgrade in discipline.\par
\page\tab As the ass punishment continued, Elizabeth surreptitiously slipped her fingers to her burning quim and began to diddle.  Her Daddy none the wiser humped her ass; his hands tight to her hips throwing her back and forth.  She couldn\rquote t recall if he had ever did a \ldblquote reach around\rdblquote  on her.  His hands never left her hips, never went up along her body and squeezed her tits.  Never.\par
\tab Elizabeth\rquote s diddling of her cunny got her going; there was sincere discomfort in her asshole but it was masked over by Elizabeth\rquote s diddling.  She began to make noises, comforting sexual noises.  Her Daddy either didn\rquote t know or didn\rquote t care and humped his fill until he ejaculated.\par
\tab His manly cock fired off several rounds DEEP into her anal tract before pulling out.  He then smacked her ass as hard as he could with his soiled schlong.  He then caressed her ass, \ldblquote Stand up, pull up your clothes.\rdblquote\par
\tab Elizabeth did so, tears streaming down her face, her ass (and pussy) on fire.\par
\tab She had to continue staring at the woodshed door while her Daddy pulled up his clothes and hung the belt back in its place.  Nothing was said, he walked away and Elizabeth followed rubbing her ass (and pussy).\par
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\tab Punishment(s) were never spoken of in the Gallowy home, not to one another or among them.  The children kept what happened to themselves as everyone knew what had happened anyways and there was no particular reason to discuss it.\par
\tab Elizabeth wasn\rquote t angry with her Daddy for the spanking OR the other; she had planned it!  And she had other plans, too!\par
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And then\'85\par
\tab Elizabeth and Aimee have too much time on their hands\'85\par
\tab In the days that followed the Spanking, the girls wandered their woods searching for adventure.  They didn\rquote t find a lot in that area, but they found Spying just as good.\par
\tab Elizabeth\rquote s ass had stung her the whole night; her young cunny had tingled the night and following day.  The presence of her Daddy\rquote s cock in her asshole had put her mind into accelerated thinking.  Sure she had taken on her brothers One-Two-Three-Four; a banana was nice, a cucumber and a hotdog were okay; but her Daddy\rquote s dick?\par
\tab The very thought of her Daddy\rquote s dong schlepping its way into her tight cunny caused her to have many a wet panty crotch.  The antics of Spying didn\rquote t help\'85\par
\page\tab\ldblquote To Protect and Serve\rdblquote\par
\tab The glistening emblem that glinted in the noonday sun took on a whole new meaning as trekked out \lquote Lizbeth and Aimee came upon something new to pique their interest.  Parked in the shade of a great elm by Silver Creek was a county car, deputy sheriff.  \par
\tab The rear passenger door was open and the deputy sheriff was within.\par
\tab Lisa Todd, third year deputy for Gleason County.  Both Elizabeth and Aimee knew her, she was nice\emdash in her late 20s, short auburn hair that was in a neat style all her own.  She had a pleasant appeal about her, friendly and outgoing and loved kids.\par
\tab Really loved kids.\par
\tab Boys mostly.\par
\tab And four boys she was currently loving\'85\par
\tab Deputy Sheriff Lisa T was laid out in the backseat of the county car, her uniform green pants twisted in a bunch at her ankles, along with her no frills simple basic white panties.  Her uniform shirt was open and the bra cups flipped up to reveal a pair of bodacious 36Cs.\par
\tab One boy with extreme tan skin completely nude lay on the woman, dragging his cock up and down her very trim cunt.  He wasn\rquote t no more than fourteen, kinda very slender, but not skinny.  Muscular kinda-sorta; short dark hair, and an average cock that DS Lisa finally grabbed and guided into her cunny.\par
\tab As soon as it was in the boy began to fuck\emdash and fuck well.\par
\tab DS Lisa clamped her hands to his butt and they fucked\emdash well.\par
\tab Three other boys stood, butt naked, cocks hard, bodies tan, watching the antics of the two in the car.  Hobbie Rucker was the boy in the car \ldblquote getting\rquote  some\rdblquote ; he was actually fifteen, but his lanky frame and boyish face made him look a year or so younger.  Russel Taggert had dirty blond hair, a dirty face, a dirty body!  He was wiry, thin, and Elizabeth knew that his father beat his ass on a regular basis.  The boy seldom stayed home as result and lived with friends or on his own in the woods minding the various stills in the backwoods.\par
\tab The other two boys, Kevin and Wade were brothers.\par
\tab All four boys were troublemakers or got into trouble in various to assorted ways; rock throwing\emdash window breaking; horseplaying\emdash with real horses (not their own); joyriding\emdash car\rquote s/pickups also not their own for the use of their joyriding; drunk in public; fighting; transporting liquor; shoplifting.  None of the previous offenses were outlandish, just \ldblquote good ole boys\rdblquote  in the backcountry trying to have some fun.\par
\page\tab Hobbie humped his fill and strained his body, arching his back driving his hips into his adult lover.  His adult lover, Lisa, kicked and thrashed about madly as she was enthralled to the max at the sex act.  Greatly did she squeeze the boy\rquote s bare ass; the boy humped and drove his teen prick into the woman\rquote s cock hungry cunt until there was no more.\par
\tab The boy languished on Deputy Lisa for a moment, his cock flopped out and spilled a great deal more of his personal juices all over her cock pleasing cunt.  After some sucking on her 36Cs he moved off slowly to sit on the sparse ground, back against the car.\par
\tab\ldblquote Next!\rdblquote  he chortled.\par
\tab Next was hard up Russel, Kevin and Wade fought with each other and so while they were fighting, Kevin crawled onto the deputy and took no time in wasting about \ldblquote foreplay\rdblquote , he stuffed his cock into her womanness and humped.  Sloppy seconds anyone?\par
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\tab Russell enjoyed himself and did so for several minutes, even a minute longer than Hobbie!  When he had \ldblquote finished\rdblquote  either he did so on his own or was pulled up or coerced or whatever\emdash but he scooted up Lisa\rquote s body to \ldblquote titty fuck\rdblquote .  Elizabeth couldn\rquote t see but guessed that the boy was, too, getting sucked on.  Kevin and Wad still fought with each other and sprawled out nakedly in the dirt.\par
\tab Hobbie kicked the boys, \ldblquote Knock it the fuck off!\rdblquote  he bitched at them.\par
\tab Russell scrambled out of the car and stood furiously whacking his wiener, cum squirting from its piss slit.  Lisa scrambled haphazardly over the front seat to answer a radio call.\par
\tab The fuck fest was over, she had to go.\par
\tab Kevin and Wade were pissed and began knocking each other brains out.  Lisa dressed herself and then sped off in a hurry.  Hobbie and Russell walked nakedly over to a nearby creek and relaxed while the brothers continued beating each other silly.  Elizabeth and Aimee discreetly made themselves scarce.\par
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\tab By noon the girls came upon a cousin of the Gallowys, Gabe Marsky.   Gabe Marsky was a teacher in the nearby town and sometimes came to the backcountry to help teach now and then; currently he was heavily engaged in extra curricular activities\'85\par
\tab In the heavy dense woods in amongst the ferns and such, a boy \lquote Lizbeth didn\rquote t know was on all fours, naked.  He was about eleven, very-very white.  Cousin Gabe was behind the boy humping.\par
\tab There, too, was a girl about nine years young, standing in her panties.\par
\page\tab The little girl had long straight blond hair; she stood clutching her hands at her chest staring at the boy and man with her.  She was pretty and seemed a little frightened or concerned or both!\par
\tab The boy being humped made no sounds whatsoever.\par
\tab Elizabeth and Aimee remained very quiet and could hear the man\rquote s balls slapping as he fucked the boy.  Soon, though, the humping took a break and Cousin Gabe had the boy sit up\emdash all the while Cousin Gabe\rquote s was up the boy\rquote s ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come here.\rdblquote  he told the girl.\par
\tab Timidly and exhibiting more fright than concern she stepped closer to the boy.  The boy had coarse dark hair, very slender in body and had a hard-on.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Suck it.\rdblquote  Gabe said.\par
\tab The girl reared her head back, clutched her hands even tighter, pursed her lips, and wasn\rquote t going to follow thru.\par
\tab The boy then made a whelping sound of severe discomfort.\par
\tab The girl with extreme trepidation bent down and began sucking on the boy\rquote s cock.  Her brother?  Her blond head could be seen bobbing back and forth.\par
\tab\ldblquote Put your hands on his ass, play with his balls.\rdblquote\par
\tab The girl cried as she complied; Cousin Gabe returned to humping the boy; Elizabeth pushed her panties down to her knees and began furiously fingering her already sopping wet cunny.  Aimee giggled and began doing likewise; caressing \lquote Lizbeth\rquote s ass as well.\par
\tab Soon Cousin Gabe entered into that delicious realm that was orgasmic.  Gripping the nude boy\rquote s tender hips he power fucked the boy frantically until the orgasm reached its dramatic threshold.  The terrified young girl had stopped sucking although she hadn\rquote t been told to do so.  She said crying, hands clamped together at her chest\'85\par
\tab Cousin Gabe humped madly until he could hump no more.  Pulling out he smacked the boy\rquote s ass with his cock; cum squirting out and coating the boy\rquote s ass he had just fucked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Lick it clean.\rdblquote  demanded Gabe.\par
\tab Horror stricken the nine year old blond resisted until the boy screamed out in anguish.  What Gabe was doing to the boy wasn\rquote t known, couldn\rquote t be seen.  The boy was turned around and bent over with his head locked between the man\rquote s legs.  The blond haired girl took her tongue to the boy\rquote s cum coated ass and licked it (clean.)\par
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No stain like a cum stain\par
\tab The girls made a long sweeping circle in their trek, with the eventual course taking them back to the Gallowy home.  Elizabeth had pulled off her panties and hiked up her dress to walk semi naked.  Aimee although usually a goer and a follower kept her panties in place, along with her dress.\par
\tab At the banks of Last Chance Creek the girls stopped\emdash to pee, spread their cheeks to the sun and fart, soak their feet, and contemplate skinny dipping.  The creek, though, wasn\rquote t really deep enough for any \ldblquote swimming\rdblquote , and it was pretty cold, too.\par
\tab But the day was hot and Elizabeth was hotter!\par
\tab Off came her dress and into the creek she went.\par
\tab Aimee contemplated then slowly pushed her panties down, stepped out of them, then pulled off her dress, too.  Slowly she stepped into the chilled mountain refreshment and made for where \lquote Lizbeth had gone; which was where a pool had formed under a pile of logs that cross the creek. \par
\tab The girls frolicked, peed in the water, then locked themselves in a sexual embrace and humped twat.  They giggled and fingered each other before locking lips and engaging in a long lip lock.\par
\tab Minutes later they heard voices.\par
\tab The girls panicked and when \lquote Lizbeth stuck her head out she saw none other than Kevin and Wade, the Dempsy brothers.  Both were shirtless, very dirty, and still jostling one another as they made their way around the small hill next to the creek.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit, check t\rquote is out!\rdblquote  blurted Wade as he came upon the girls\rquote  cast off clothing.\par
\tab\lquote Oh no!\rquote  wailed Aimee.\par
\tab\lquote Lizbeth quickly shushed her panicky friend, clamping her hand to her mouth along with her own.  They two scooted back as far as they could under the woodpile with just enough of them above water to breath.  \par
\tab Kevin Dempsy whipped out his dick and wrapped one of the girls\rquote  panties about the underwear and began masturbating.\par
\tab The boys called out for the girls, not knowing who they were. Chortling and cussing they threw rocks into the creek\rquote s pools and ponds trying to stir up whoever.  Elizabeth hung tightly to her panic stricken friend and they both took deep breaths and went under the wood debris.  \par
\page\tab One of the boys came into the water, peed, whacked off then wiped his butt(hole) with a pair of the panties.  He splashed the water, cussed more, then stooped down squatting into the water\emdash staring into the recess of the wood pile.\par
\tab\ldblquote See ena\rquote thin?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Naw, just fuckin\rquote  whater.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck!\rdblquote  bitched Kevin.\par
\tab\ldblquote They musta went on an\rquote  fergot their shit.\rdblquote\par
\tab Wade stood and masturbated his uncut cock, \ldblquote Bet we canna catch \lquote em fer they git too fuckin\rquote  fer off.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Come on!\rdblquote  shouted his brother and the boys sped off.\par
\tab\lquote Lizbeth held Aimee in the freezing water for a while longer, not trusting the boys.  But soon the water began to get chillier and they had to get out.\par
\tab They found their clothes missing.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck!\rdblquote  bitched Elizabeth.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote ll we do now?\rdblquote  wailed Aimee.\par
\tab\ldblquote We go home.\rdblquote  replied Elizabeth, \ldblquote naked.\rdblquote\par
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\tab They had their shoes, that was a plus.  Stealthfully they slipped thru the woods, Elizabeth even feeling a little uncomfortable about her vulnerability.  But at last they made it.  And to their further luck, no one was home.\par
\tab\ldblquote What am I gonna do, \lquote Lizbeth?\rdblquote  wailed Aimee, she was distressed about her dress.  \par
\tab\ldblquote You can wear one of mine, we\rquote ll sneak you home and you can put on another one before your Momma knows anything.\rdblquote\par
\tab Aimee was cool with that, but still stressed.\par
\tab They washed their feet then helped themselves to the fridge, still prancing about naked.  Aimee fretted about \ldblquote almost\rdblquote  being caught.  \par
\tab\ldblquote If they had of caught us\'85\rdblquote  she didn\rquote t finish.\par
\tab Elizabeth nodded, \ldblquote Yeah, they\rquote d of done us for sure.\rdblquote\par
\tab Aimee didn\rquote t like the sound of that and sighed.\par
\tab After snacking the girls scooted back to Elizabeth\rquote s room.  \par
\tab\ldblquote It was fun though,\rdblquote  Elizabeth commented, \ldblquote hiding from them.\rdblquote\par
\tab Aimee broke out into a blushing smile.  No wonder Elizabeth liked her so; she was pretty, easy to get along with, and a follower.  She was also a good kisser!\par
\tab The girls embraced and that only led to them falling onto \lquote Lizbeth\rquote s bed and \ldblquote frolicking.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab The two were deep into the \ldblquote frolicking\rdblquote  when\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote What the hell!?\rdblquote\par
\tab The girls broke their embrace, arms and legs akimbo, pussies wet with cunt cream and faces wet with slobbers.  In the open doorway stood \lquote Lizbeth\rquote s Daddy.\par
\tab After the initial shock of catching his daughter immorally engaged he dramatically entered the room.  His anger so great that there was no time to drag her to the woodshed, \ldblquote Git across that bed!\rdblquote  he barked.  A time or two the discipline was done with the offender stretched out across the bed.\par
\tab Naked Aimee sat on her butt at the nightstand crying.  She watched as \lquote Lizbeth\rquote s Daddy pulled off his belt and lashed it against the girl\rquote s tender freckled butt.  Elizabeth arched her back, twisted her body; \ldblquote Stay still!\rdblquote  commanded her Daddy.  Elizabeth tried but it wasn\rquote t easy.\par
\tab SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  The belt flew thru the air with lightning speed lashing the tender flesh. Aimee wailed, clung to herself and could only watch.\par
\tab After another series of bare assed smackings, it stopped.  Elizabeth tried consoling her burning ass; her Daddy stopped her and thru Aimee\rquote s tears she watched in awe as Mr. G consoled the reddened flesh.  Elizabeth fidgeted all the while, but pooched her butt up during the process.  Mr. Gallowy never once looked to Aimee while he was beating \lquote Lizbeth\rquote s ass, not until he began caressing said ass.\par
\tab Aimee was confused.  Her tears stopped but she was still sobbing, that was uncontrollable.  She watched in awe as \lquote Lizbeth\rquote s Daddy began more earnest caressing of his daughter\rquote s ass, squeezing the cheeks and even fingering the hole!\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, Daddy,\rdblquote  moaned Elizabeth, \ldblquote do it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Aimee\rquote s mouth hung agape as suddenly Mr. Gallowy was undoing his pants.  They fell to his ankles and he pushed his underwear down, too.  And there it was for all to see\emdash well, Aimee anyways.  She couldn\rquote t believe what she was seeing and what was going on.  It was hard, much harder than Elizabeth\rquote s brothers.  Putting his fingers about his cock he squeezed it and then began smacking it against his daughter\rquote s still burning tomato reddened butt.\par
\tab Then Elizabeth parted her cheeks on her own.\par
\tab Daddy Gallowy positioned himself behind her and \ldblquote went in.\rdblquote\par
\tab The entire Romanian Navy could fit into Aimee\rquote s mouth\'85\par
\tab Elizabeth rocked on the bed, face down on the tussled bedding, her ass up, knees spread wide; her Daddy behind her braced against the bed with every inch of his manhood in her dirt chute. \par
\tab Elizabeth made odd, but familiar, sounds of pleasure as she was reamed, to the befuddled Aimee, it appeared as if though she LIKED it.  Both girls had enjoyed sodomizing themselves and each other with the knobby bed posts, various vegetables, tool handles wooden and otherwise; but a cock was something else!\par
\tab And strangely, \lquote Lizbeth never told her bestest-best friend about her Daddy humping her butt!\par
\tab And the Daddy didn\rquote t go \ldblquote all the way\rdblquote\emdash not to orgasm.  He humped and humped; pumped, pulled out and smacked his manhood against the tenderized flesh.  Long strands of his man juice hung from Elizabeth\rquote s gooied asshole and Mr. G\rquote s piss slit.  Aimee stared in utter disbelief.\par
\tab Daddy Shaun nodded to Aimee.\par
\tab Aimee\rquote s fright (and concern) had decreased significantly, but there was still some left over.  Blinking her pretty blue eyes, licking her lips nervously she stood partly and moved onto the bed.  At first she \ldblquote sat\rdblquote  on the edge, then turned to position herself like friend Elizabeth.\par
\tab The girls clutched hands with Elizabeth looking to her, smiling, and mouthing, \lquote it\rquote ll be ok.\rquote\par
\tab That helped\emdash some.  Aimee\rquote s eyes bulged as soon as Mr. G began caressing her dainty ass.  His fingers went into her crack and began probing her rim.  She clutched \lquote Lizbeth\rquote s hand all the tighter and waited.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t have to wait long before the presence of something MORE than his finger came poking to her hole.\par
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The Missionary Position (revisited)\par
\tab Jacqueline shook and trembled and scarcely could breath as she watched in absolute horror as her naked fourteen year old daughter positioned herself on top of her naked father.  She couldn\rquote t comprehend the horrible scene\emdash not when fourteen year old Jolene played with her father\rquote s cock and especially when she sucked it.  \par
\tab After Jolene had sucked her father\rquote s cock\emdash freshly explunged from Judy\rquote s quim, Jolene was given the task (by the madman.)  Her father cooed to her all the while; his wild eyes of fright checking the status of his son and the blade the madman was holding near slicing his boy\rquote s testicle sack.\par
\tab Although Jolene was supposedly a \ldblquote virgin\rdblquote  in all realms, her task of cocksucking seemed extraordinary.  She squeezed his dick at the base and worked the rest of it with her other hand.  Meanwhile, her sweet teen mouth went up and down tantalizing his cock until he was exploding.\par
\tab Judy lay out on the ground by Jennifer who was obviously \ldblquote next in line.\rdblquote   Fingering herself Judy stared up into the van, watching sister Jolene suck off their Dad.\par
\tab And when the \ldblquote off\rdblquote  came, Jolene wasn\rquote t pleased.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ewewew, spew!\rdblquote  she blurted as the sticky white juice of man juice erupted into her mouth.  \ldblquote That\rquote s GROSS!\rdblquote  she exclaimed.\par
\tab\ldblquote HA! HA!\rdblquote  exclaimed the madman, he seemed to be in great glee forcing a family, a Christian family, to engage in immoral activities.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck it all, honey,\rdblquote  said the man; he squeezed the boy, he yelped in anguish and Jolene lapped up her Daddy\rquote s cum.\par
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\tab Daddy John\rquote s cock had given it\rquote s all, and then some; as soon as it had creamed off into Jolene\rquote s mouth it began to go flaccid.  He lay back exhausted and hoped that would be the end of it.\par
\tab Of course it wasn\rquote t.\par
\tab Before his schlong could go completely \ldblquote soft\rdblquote , the madman commanded young Jolene to \ldblquote straddle\rdblquote  her Daddy, \ldblquote rub your pussy on his cock!\rdblquote  she was told.\par
\tab Jolene somehow managed to contain herself and complied; after straddling her dear Daddy she pressed her quivering cunt down onto her Daddy\rquote s cock.  Daddy himself caressed his daughter\rquote s teenage ass, squeezing the cheeks and gently rocking her back and forth until his manhood restrengthened\emdash then it was command to \ldblquote FUCK!  Stick it in her!\rdblquote\par
\tab Jolene was a virgin, neither she or her Daddy wanted to destroy that.\par
\tab But they hadn\rquote t a choice, young Jason screamed and a great deal of blood trickled from his testicles.\par
\tab Maintaining a stiffy was difficult under the circumstances, John had to close his eyes tight to shut out the image of his son in such peril.  Jolene cooed, \ldblquote It\rquote s alright, Daddy,\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote I\rquote m ready.\rdblquote\par
\tab She raised herself up and guided his fuckmeat into her cunny herself.\par
\tab Jacqueline fainted (again.)\par
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\tab There was some distress as the hymen of Jolene was broken thru.  John tried his best to be gentle and tried even harder not to think of his sweet child as his \ldblquote sweet child.\rdblquote   Jolene remained sitting up as her Daddy\rquote s dong invaded her cunny.  There was more distress than pleasure\emdash but it WAS her first time.\par
\page\tab The whole torrid situation as a whole made the lovemaking between father and daughter a little less than congenial.  Mid way thru the first fuck and Jolene got a \ldblquote tingling\rdblquote  she had never had before.  It was unique and felt \ldblquote GOOD!\rdblquote\tab\par
\tab For nothing did John wish to shoot his load into his daughter\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab But he had done so with Judy and knew that cumming off into Jolene was inevitable.  The sensations would not be denied and soon magnificent juts of his liquid love began spewing into her recess.\par
\tab Jolene at last lay down on him, his sweaty chest was cool to her skin.  They embraced loosely with Daddy John caressing her backside and ass; John intensified his work seeing that his wife was sprawled out in a manner suggesting she had once more fainted and was not able to see what was going on.\par
\tab Of course, there was Judy and Jennifer to see what was going on\'85\par
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\tab There was no way.\tab\par
\tab No way.\par
\tab No way that he (John Mission) was going to engage sexually with his ten year old daughter, Jennifer.  He made that plain after doing Jolene.  The girl\rquote s fresh fucked cunt was sore, she fingered it on her own and then slid down to the ground alongside her sister, Judy.  Jennifer instinctively knew what was next\emdash WHO was next.  She curled up into a fetal position and cried.\par
\tab The madman shrugged, \ldblquote Oh, okay then, say goodbye to his balls!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote NOOOOOO!\rdblquote  screamed John.\par
\tab Judy and Jolene screamed the same.\par
\tab\ldblquote Please, we\rquote ll do anything!\rdblquote  pleaded Judy, then correcting, \ldblquote I\rquote ll do anything!\rdblquote\par
\tab The madman squeezed his eyes tight; his hand holding the blade to Jason\rquote s testicles shook\emdash and that wasn\rquote t good.\par
\tab\ldblquote Then come over here,\rdblquote  he finally said in a different tone than he had been using, \ldblquote and SUCK HIS DICK!\rdblquote\par
\tab Judy nearly lost it, her cookies.  She retched and heaved but managed to crawl on her hands and feet to come before her terrified brother.  She cooed\tab  to him, caressing his tear stained face.  The bloodied hunting knife was removed from supporting the boy\rquote s ball sac, and placed to his throat.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck his dick, get it hard, make \lquote im cum.\rdblquote\par
\tab By the sound of his voice, Judy knew that she had better do so\'85\par
\page\tab He had heard of men screwing ten year olds, in the butt was the most place, but in the mouth and a few into the girl\rquote s pussy were done also.  John couldn\rquote t conceive how a man\rquote s manhood could make entry into such a young girl\emdash but there were many in the news alla the time of such occurrences occurring.  Even younger!\par
\tab John lay on his back, for a moment he watched as Judy worked her brother\rquote s cock; his eyes had fallen onto her semi tanned ass, her asshole, and hairy cunt dripping her juices as well as his.  \par
\tab Jacqueline had just come back around\emdash just in time to see her oldest child sucking off Jason and her youngest child riding her father\rquote s cock!  She struggled to breath and all but gave up on comprehending.  She vomited, retched, thrashed her head so violently that she hit the side of the van\rquote s wheel fender and knocked herself out!\par
\tab That was good, for John, it made it a little easier.  His cock was sore but hard, not dramatically hard but hard enough.  He rubbed it against his young daughter\rquote s cunt and understood in part the draw men of all ages had for young girls.\par
\tab They were pretty.\par
\tab It was the allure of how pretty the young innocent girl was, and the prospect of finding them virgin also a big plus.  John squeezed his mind tight as his cock forced its way into his child\rquote s pussy\emdash her ass skin was so soft; the pleasure intense and bordered on Discomfort and Pleasure.\par
\tab Jolene straddled her father and tried her best to relax; but the presence of something other than her finger(s) into her cunny made that a little difficult.  Eventually, though, by the two minute mark, that changed as her Daddy had made the final thrust to insert every inch of his Daddy-hood.\par
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\tab Madman Cameron asked in a low voice if it was her (Judy\rquote s) first time at sucking her brother\rquote s cock.  She struggled with the answer, refusing to admit; she made muffling sounds as in her mouth her brother hard prong jutted its love cream.  The pud popped out and squirted its precious goo onto her face and hair.  The boy instantly relaxed but his little pre-teen dick didn\rquote t soften up.  He made a very pleasing \ldblquote Ahhhhhh\rdblquote  sound as the last bit of his cum dripped from his dick.\par
\tab Judy shook her head indicating that it was so\emdash it wasn\rquote t the first time she had sucked her brother\rquote s dinkus.  \par
\tab\ldblquote You get naked with him?\rdblquote  she was asked.\par
\tab Judy was horror stricken at the line of questioning, but in her state, she also was truthful.  Weeping and sobbing (and broken) she indicated that that was true, also.\par
\page\tab She also had sex with her brother, they frolicked on her bed and in a closet, in the backyard, and in the family van mostly.  But not up the butt\emdash that was gross.  And mostly it was sucking, each other\emdash but young Jason wasn\rquote t too keen on licking out his sister\rquote s cunt, just didn\rquote t turn him on.  So he watched her finger it and then he himself took a turn.  Mostly it was good to hump the sisterly twat and when he had come of age to shoot cum, she got him to wrap his wiener before insertion.\par
\tab Before the age to shoot cum?  \par
\tab Cameron smiled turning his face up to the sun shine that sparkled thru the tall pines and cedars.  How long had Judy been sexually immoral with her brother?\par
\tab Since he was five.\par
\tab Was he involved with his other sisters?\par
\tab Yes.\par
\tab No vaginal (or anal) penetration to them, though\emdash just in the mouth and mutual masturbation.  A good wholesome Christian family\'85\par
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\tab He came.  He squirted.  He jutted wads and wads of hot fresh monkey spunk\emdash the sensation of shooting seethed throughout his entire body\emdash even HIS nipples were hard!  And he didn\rquote t want the feeling to go away!  It was too good to let evaporate; he clamped his hands tighter to his daughter\rquote s ass and power fucked her cunny for as much as he could trying to extend the intense pleasure.\par
\tab Gobs of sticky white goo coated his shaft and hairy Daddy balls.  Both lovers lay still (with John\rquote s schlong still up into his daughter\rquote s cunt) for several minutes recovering.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just one more to go.\rdblquote  said the madman.\par
\tab John closed his eyes and jutted his cum into Jolene\rquote s lovely cunt.\par
\tab Jacqueline opened her eyes to see her husband\rquote s cock work\emdash and fainted dead away.\par
\tab Dead away?\par
\tab Oooooooh!\par
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