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"You done," Damien growled pushing his mother off his spent cock. Wondering why he had just let his mother fuck him, yet he couldn't deny how good it felt as she came upon his cock.
"Don't be like Joshua," Martha said, spreading her legs letting him see the white goo that oozed out of her satisfied cunt. "You can't tell me you didn't liked how I fucked you," she said her eyes flickering down biting her lip as his tool held her enthralled. "This hot cum," Martha said, plunging two fingers into her cunt. Showing off his and her orgasmic juices that coated her wet fingers. "Tells me you did baby and its ok that you did there's nothing wrong with fucking a woman senseless, " she said with a coy smile.
"Fine I did and how many times do I have to say it my name is Damien, " he sighed as he pulled on his pajama bottom's. "Now let's get this over with I'm only going to tell this tale once," Damien said, as he approached the door unaware that his half sister's had listened to their encounter.
"Alright I'll wake the girl's," Martha said as she put her robe on. Kissing his cheek as she passed feeling his cum running down her leg, biting her lip only wanting to stop and have a taste of it once again. "Amber you awake," she asked sticking her head into her daughter's room. Wondering why Lynn was sitting on her bed and not in her room as she's suppose to be. Yet first she needed to clean herself before they joined Damien, plus she didn't want her daughter's to smell his cum on her. Closing their bathroom door running her fingers through the spunk in her twat, savoring how good they tasted together. Studying herself in the mirror seeing the satisfied glow she normally got from a good fucking. Surprised how she was going to fuck her son again and again, lifting her tits smiling how firm they still were at her age. "Since your up, your brother has something to tell us," narrowing her eyes when she noticed Lynn wasn't wearing any panties. Letting it go in a shallow breath she couldn't berate her daughter not after what she had just done with her own son.
"Now," Damien said switching off the lamp to his left. They didn't need to see his pain when he spoke about that time in his life. "What I'm about to tell you I'm not going to repeat so listen up. As Martha probably knows I joined the military at the age of seventeen to finally rid myself of her mother she dumped me on," smirking when he saw the scowl on her lips. "As I went through my basic training I was tapped to try out for the Rangers which I excelled at. Trained to be a sniper among other thing's you don't need to know, however, as I progressed through my training my achievements caught the eye of the Delta Force. From there I and my team were sent out on mission after mission hunting down insurgents wherever they lie. We consisted of a five man squad for weeks we would crisscross the the Afghan country side eliminating foes, destroying stash house's, breaking up their cash flow. Only returning to our base when we had need to resupply never taking part in official military movements."
"However, that all changed the day we were helo dropped into the Hindu Kush Mountain's. We had reports of a good size cell had made a base in one of the cave's system close to the Chinese border. Yet how little did we know that we were betrayed by one of our own," Damien said a tear running down his left cheek. The screams of his friend's dying roared in his mind as Ak-47 muzzle flashes were sheared into his haunted memory. Lynn looked to the other's wondering if they saw what she had just seen. "Matthew was the lucky one a bullet to his brain pan took him out the moment our boots hit the ground. An hour dragged into two we knew there was no way to defend our position. Then William was hit with an incendiary grenade, I'll never be able to get the smell of his cooked flesh out of my mind," he said his lip trembled unable to do anything to save his family. "I looked for our captain for order's yet the man wasn't to be seen, then I heard Charles grunt as he was hit multiple times trying to drag William's body back under the cover we were using at the time. Then came the shrill cry of the mortar, exploding a few yard's behind me, its metal shards penetrating my tactical vest. My sniper rifle absorbing some of the fragments yet I felt the burning pain as the shards perforated my body."
"I laid there in a daze knowing I was about to join my family on that mountain we thought to be desolate. Wondering where was my captain, the man we all trusted to lead us," Damien said, his hands gripping the armrest as his rage boiled in his vein's. "That was when I heard his voice speaking in Farsi, unbridled rage burned through me as I crawled towards William's Mk-19. When your in the field as long as we were you tend to pick up the local language so I knew what was spoken. As the traitor to his brother's ordered my capture for interrogation. I wasn't about to go so easily taking one of William's 40 mm frag grenade from his belt. Locking it into the tube aiming it the best I could knowing the blood loss was hindering my vengeance. How I smiled as I heard their screams as I blacked out, I don't know how long I was out for, nor when they took out the shard's that would have proven fatal."
"Water splashed in my face as I hung suspended from the cave ceiling, there he was standing within the shadows watching as I swung aimlessly. My torturer stepped out directed by my former captain for days they cut on me, and cut on me trying to break me," Damien said his hand running down his bare chest. Lingering on the angry jagged scar's that painted his body. "When they couldn't get any information out of me they started breaking bone's first a few fingers, then my ribs, toes," he said examining his crooked fingers that he had set as he escaped his torment. "Then came the electroshock," Damien said looking down at the burn scar's on his obliques. "I knew my time was running out when they couldn't get anything out of me. However, until then I knew they needed me in some what of a coherent state. Faking a seizure the guard's that stood at the entrance to alcove they had strung me up in, rushed in taking me down so I wouldn't injure myself."
"Even in my weaken state they weren't prepared to face down an very rage filled black ops commando. Snapping their neck's with ease, taking the keys to my shackles, setting my fingers so I could hold a blade. Pain was a way of life for me for the two weeks during my captivity, so I thought nothing of it as I set the jagged bone's. Slipping through the darkness of the cave killing as I went their blood saturating the soil as I made my way to freedom. Coming upon their communication center taking what Intel I could gather in my blood soaked hands. I was still a soldier, however, much I wanted to plunge my blade into the throat of the traitor. Yet I never did find him in that dank cave, two days it took for me to reach an army base," Damien said in a sigh he truly never thought he would ever recount that tale. "The rest while that's another story one I'm not about to divulge," he said rising from his seat noticing the glistening tears in their eyes. Amber and Lynn rush towards him knocking back down into his chair, their hot tears soaking into his bare chest. Briefly looking down seeing Lynn's bare ass trying to keep his body from responding to the lewd thoughts that swirled around his brain.
"Oh baby if I had known," Martha couldn't bring herself to finish her sentence. What word's could she say to her son that wouldn't sound so hollow.
"Ah but you did Martha," Damien said his eyes flashing dangerously. Pushing himself through their bodies as he rose, feeling their braless clad breast running along his arms as he got to his feet.
"Wait! Damien what happened to your ex captain," Lynn asked rising the hem of her shirt knowing how her pink lips were peaking out. Smiling inwardly seeing his eyes darting between her face and her ass.
