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made sense, now that the red haze had cleared, I could
see where it had happened the way she described.
    "So now you believe me, you couldn't believe me then before
beating poor Damien half to death?"
    "Poor Damien my ass, I don't care what you say he wants in
your pants, and you're still not allowed to see him, that's a deal breaker, if
we do this, there's no Damien."
    "Fine, I haven't seen him in months anyway, I think you
scared him away."
    "Good."
    We were hugging each other and grinning, life was a fucking
kaleidoscope.
    "Donovan?"
    "Yeah babe."
    "We're having a baby."
    "I know, isn't it great?"

 
     
     
    Almost six months later we had two boys, Thomas and Gabriel , my
little men, they were my carbon copies, their mother was gonna have hell on her
hands, me I was gonna make sure my boys were men.
    Lisa's been mumbling lately about having a girl to even things
out, yeah that's just what I needed a little angel to make me bat shit crazy,
no thank you.
    We'd seen Damien at the local mall one Saturday when we were out
with the kids, Lisa had smiled and given a little wave, I growled like fuck,
he'd taken one look at my face and kept his ass moving.
    "Donovan......"
    "Not gonna happen."

THE STEP SISTER
     
     
     I watched her as she walked
back and forth until she went into the laundry room
    The others were engrossed in their games or Peter's story telling.
Perfect.
    I felt my wood already on the rise.
    I slipped away unnoticed and opened and closed the door with a
soft click.
    She turned as if half expecting me.
    "Ethan....."
    "Ssshh." I put my finger to her lips and turned her
around cupping her pussy in my hand under her dress.
    Her panties were already wet.
    "The others will hear...” Her voice was already breathless
and sexy.
    "Not if you're quiet." I pushed my fingers under the
waistband of her underwear, feeling the wet heat of her pussy I fingered her
slit with all four digits until she flooded my hand with her essence.
    "We mustn't, it's wrong." Her half ass refusal fell on
deaf ears.
    We went through this every time, but I always got my way, she
couldn't resist my cock and what it did to her, I'd even fucked her once while
her sister slept not far away.
    "Drop them."
    She pushed her panties down until they pooled around her ankles,
pushing her head gently forward I bent her over the washing machine.
    Releasing my cock from the confinement of my jeans I surged into
her pussy.
    "Uhhmmmmm....." She moaned as I slid in deep and strong.
    "Sshhhh." I rocked in and out in a slow motion enjoying
the feel and the lasciviousness of our actions, after all for all intense and
purposes she was my sister, but she wasn’t, no blood relation just a sequence
of events that landed us all in this predicament.
    Her pussy clenched around me as I whispered in her ear.
    "I love being in your pussy, can't get enough."
    I picked up speed as I felt her legs tremble, fucking blindly into
her pussy.
    I came long and hard, my hand over her mouth to hush the scream I
knew was coming.
    "Let me clean you up." I turned her around, knelt before
her and ate her pussy til there was nothing left.
    Pulling her panties back up I kissed her hungrily.
    "Thanks Priscilla." She blushed as I turned and walked
out the door.

THE HANDMAIDEN
     
     
     
      He loves me; I know he does
so does she.
    I'm supposed to be just the handmaiden another word for breeder,
surrogate, whatever
    Only here we do it the natural way.
    She's bitter and angry, we don't care
    We fuck with doors open sometimes, she hears
    He wants to punish her, I know
    He's not a bad man, he's just angry
    Until me, I make him happy
    She stole his joy, I brought it back
    His son kicks in my womb
    There's nothing she can do,
    She thought she had gotten away with it, but all was revealed
    She wasn't barren after all, to keep fame and adoration of the
masses
    she took the life of a child in her womb, his child
    Now he knows, now he hates
    He sleeps in my bed she sleeps alone
    She cries, he roars