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I squeeze, and she smiles, but then chokes. Her hands start fighting back, probably involuntarily, as I look around to see the last couple police officers watching me attempt to kill one of their own in blank disinterest. No... I can't do this.

I let go as she gasps, bruises around her neck visible even in the starlight. I turn away from her and look down in shame at my erect penis. Jana nuzzles me from behind. "It's okay if you wanna, you know," she says, playfully(?!), a hand resting on my dick as she jerks it quietly. "Lots of guys like a little **** in their sex."

I remove her hand and get up, not attempting to look back as I say, "Patch everyone up. I'm going inside."

My mother, Karen, was watching intently through the window, but was trying to hide that fact when I burst in. I look at her naked body. Her sweet, innocent, naked body, and sigh. "I'm going to take a shower. Alone. Prepare Sarah for me and bring her to my bed. It'll just be her and I tonight."

"But Johnny..."

I get in her face, "No questions. Follow my orders," I say, intently, before stopping myself. "No more ****. You can sleep with Martha tonight, but everyone gets a bed or cot or whatever we have." We were seriously running out of bed space, but I wanted it clear that no one was going to be suspended by the ceiling. "Just get Sarah ready for when I finish my shower."

I lock the door to the main bathroom, and clean myself off. I manage to jack off, finally, laughing to myself at the sight of a three-hourer jacking off alone. Everyone in this house must be worried sick about this erection. I watch the remains of my seed swirl down the drain as I towel off and get ready for bed.

There's a lineup of naked beauties on the way from the bathroom to my bedroom, but I ignore them. They try to entice me, to allure me, but it's no manner. I'm naked myself as I enter the room, with Sarah dutifully lying down, staring at the ceiling. Mom and Cindy are both by the door as I enter. "John, she's still a little out of it. I don't want her to neglect her duties tonight. Maybe Cindy or I can help? Or, or the new girl, Jana? Or... uh, your cousin's in town, Alex? She sent me some naked photos?" My mom was pleading with me, showing naked photos of the cousin she somehow knew I had a crush on.

"No. Sarah will do. Leave me alone for eight hours." I pushed them out and locked the door.

I lay down next to Sarah, who doesn't react as I grope her firm tits, and slide down her taut body. "I'm sorry I said you were going to hell," I whispered into her ear, knowing there were listeners outside the door. "You're not the monster here. I am," I confess, as I reach her inner folds. I begin fingering her as I go on. "I had no right to take your virginity. Your chastity. To breed you." I was reaching a fever pitch, but she was not physically responding. I resorted to more drastic measures.

I slid down, placing my face between her nethers, and looked up at what I could see of her face as I began. Licking and sucking. Poking and prodding. Paying special attention to the hood. Whatever I was doing, and I wasn't quite sure myself, it seemed to be working. She was breathing heavily, her chest compressing, and my face became drenched by more than my own saliva. I had gotten through to her. I transferred that fluid to her own face as I kissed her, and she seemed to reciprocate. "Is it okay if I fuck you?" I asked, for the first time, as my cock was knocking at her door. She may have nodded, I like to think so at least, as I began fucking her moist entryway in earnest.

She hugged me tight, and I heard a word - "more" - as I provided her with what what she was asking for. I filled her up inconsequently, the damage had already been done, and we relaxed in the afterglow as I fell asleep.

Some hours later, I awake in a sweat, my heart pulsing and breath abating. I feel a weight on my loins as I recognized myself as being ridden by Sarah. "Relax," she said, uneasily in words. "Am- am I doing this right?" I nod, perhaps unseen, in appreciation as she continues to ride me to completion. She cuddled with me, atop the covers, as we drifted off into the morning.

I awoke quickly to three loud knocks on the locked door. Sarah looks on concerned as I nodded. Must be one of the girls trying to get in for a morning fuck. I scratch my contantly tingling balls as I go to the door, hearing three more knocks to wake the neighborhood. I open it up to see a tall, bald man with a mean-looking face who looked past me to the woman on my bed, in disgust.

"How could you?!" he said, to his daughter Sarah, as I recognized Reverend Rundle of the Evergreen Independent Restorationist Church.