“No, he started the divorce and lost. When you were kidnapped he didn’t do anything but trust family that let him down. Of the four of us I was the one hurt, I was the one beaten and degraded. You had three people who wanted you, I had nothing for years and our father chose to do nothing to help me. Mom got her shit together and it took a while but I forgave her for what happened, Dad and I are talking and we’re coming to terms about what he did and more japan what he didn’t do,” Guy is quieter but more angry than I have seen him even when we met again. “He did what he thought was best but Momma was horrible to you,” I start but again he jumps in. “She was there, good or bad she was there. Our father was Schrodinger's cat, I didn’t know if he was alive or dead, whether he cared or not. He just wasn’t there and that is the difference between him and Mom. She fought for me and kept away like a coward,” and the argument stops now. I just cocked back and punched my baby brother in his mouth. I’m angry for another couple seconds when I realize I just punched my baby brother in the mouth and he’s getting up slowly. I take a step back and let him get up and boy is he super pissed when we both hear sound of Daddy’s truck pulling up to the house. I haven’t been in this much trouble since I was a teenager. Guy doesn’t do anything to me or say anything to Daddy as he marches up to the house and heads inside. Daddy for his part watches him go in and looks at me with a question. “I messed up,” I tell Daddy as he comes to me to figure out what happened. Daddy doesn’t get mad with me or say anything to make me feel bad, he just gives me a quick one arm hug and heads inside the house. I think he is going to try to speak with Guy so I’m going to head to the barn and either saddle up and ride or hide in the hay. Spending time brushing horses and I don’t know when it happened but Daddy is there leaning up against the door watching me with a sad little smile. “I didn’t raise you to hate people like this so explain to me why if your brother can forgive your mother and give me the chance to prove that I hated myself for not coming and getting him when he was with your mother then why can’t you figure out how to get over what she did sexy and move on,” Daddy asks me and I stop. “She should have been better. She was trying to drag our whole family down and when you tried to save as much of it as you could she hurt you. I can’t just sit around and pretend that I am alright with her doing that to you and Guy,” I explain and he nods a little. “Okay but do you think that your Mother and I haven’t talked about that? She knows what she did was destroying us and I wasn’t always there to help rein her in when I was spending time trying to find you,” Daddy explains,” Your brother is here and he japanese trusted us to keep this big ass secret plan of his from them because he wants to put things back together as much as masturbation possible. So ask yourself why don’t you?” Okay Daddy is right and I feel like crap. He leaves me alone and I get back to tending the horses which keeps me busy all the way to dinner which Daddy made and we get Guy at the table and I cringe when I see the bruise on his face. I have to sit across from him and watch him try to chew food with a sore jaw and asian I almost want to run from the table when Daddy decides to talk at the table, Daddy doesn’t talk at the table. Rob answered the door, beer in hand, wearing nothing but a pair of very tight silver Arena brand speedos. Damn, she was just too adorable. I didn’t mind being her prey. A nod was the only thing I could manage. Triot thought never raising his head. The pleasure. She runs the tips of japan her fingers up and down my sweaty chest. “Start there, with my head.” “I’m cumming, Jane, I’m cumming! “ Thank you for the hot sauce.” She giggled “My pussy gets wet when I prepare a plate for you Master.” I put my arm around her and began making out with her. “Elbows makes your sexy butt look the best,” asian I said. I've always dreamed of having a futa. Moving my hands down towards her thighs, I masturbation firmly gripped them pulling them up japanese off the floor as I impaled myself deeper into her. “And you like being a woman?” I yelled out and jumped to my feet. He needed to drink from this pussy, he desired more of it, how could he have more? “Thanks, Debby.” “None. He had this planned and had told her ahead of time that all she could do was come to him when it happened. It can blow your mind." Yeah, let’s work together on this. And so I began groping away at his bulge, with the unbridled excitement of a man who had just stumbled upon an oasis out in the middle of the Sahara desert. And we would have to get your bum used to having something in there and teach you how to relax the muscles. "That was interesting," said the Alice-shaped blue dot. She did not think she could orgasm again but the undeniable head of pleasure swelled in her body pushing another orgasm to the edge.