Since the kitchen episode, I didn't know what to do. I wandered around the house trying to find my bearings. But I had no choice but to make myself small. Except for the few interviews I had, I was mostly alone in the house with Roland.He didn't talk much, but he imposed his presence. When he was in the same room as me I watched him, hypnotized.S One evening I hear in the weight room once again Roland yelling at Samuel. I approached the door I saw through the lock that they were fighting and as the noises grew louder I jumped up, annoyed I started to separate them.I punched my stepfather.My son became enraged and lifted me up telling me that I was going to regret it and he gave me a huge slap.I fell and lost consciousness.I woke up I was on the floor tied against one of the living room pillars.I saw my son on all fours and my stepfather Roland behind him putting it on.I could only watch the spectacle of my huge monster stepdad putting on my son who had become an extension of his cock. This one gave more and more voice. He was certainly unable at this time to do anything but think about his enjoyment. Then my son ejaculated suddenly. Rolland groaned and unloaded in my son's ass.Roland then withdrew from Samuel,He then started talking to me."See he's your son.....Do you still want to ask him if he wants to spend less time with me?" "You know it all started a while ago. This summer when you came to settle at home. He wanted to start working out in the garage with me. I could see he was impressed with me. Then I made him build muscle and he became more confident. saw her look change, her desire to stay close to me.Then when our wives died he spent even more time with me. Then one day he wanted to heckle, test his strength on me, we fought nicely. Of course I put him back in his place as a little jerk. I tackled him to the ground and crushed him with all my weight. That's when I felt his penis very hard .... I myself was craving for sex since there is no woman at home. It gave me ideas. I made him wait another week, showing him my body closer and closer, then one evening I let him touch my sex. And the next night I smashed it. He became addicted to my cock."Samuel, tell your father why you're doing this""Roland is a monster of muscle, sex....He is a born dominator. -He makes me cum...As soon as I think of him, my ass opens up and I get wet. I would like to stop, but it's a drug I can't live without. If I decide to resist, it works for a day or two, but then I crave." Smiling, Roland adds, "Your son is crazy about me and my dick. Look!”Roland had just got up. Imposing, huge shoulders, impressive pecs, with his protruding belly. His arms, his thighs and his calves are from another world, twice as mine, who am a rugby player. Between her legs, I then saw a great piece, a penis which, although soft, offered an impressive feeling of power. Without having a compass in the eye, his spine was as long as my erect penis. This one offered a proud 22 cm. Like his body, his penis was thick, wide, fat, veiny and shiny. I saw reflections shimmering a thread that still connected him to my son. Finally, his balls were huge, big, very black balls at least three times bigger than mine.He gave me time to admire his body. He approached me and said smiling." I'm going to become your nightmare, I fucked your mother your wife and now your son..... Your son is the most addicted lol. " His words made me angry, suddenly I got angry , I yelled."- Motherfucker! Asshole! You motherfucker, I'm going to kick your ass! I'm going to make you pay for what you do." I didn't have time to finish. A loud slap shut my mouth. A second. A third. Very strong. I was sick."Shut your mouth. You're not going to beat me up, you can see you're ridiculous compared to me. Me, I'm nice, I'm doing good to your son and that's how you thank me? How gotta take it, huh?" "I'm the boss here"He had relaxed. He was slapping me. I could not do anything."Look down!" I looked down. I felt hot tears running down my cheeks. I heard a snap of fingers, then saw my son come to me.He put his hand in her ass. His hand was full of cum. He smeared it on my face."Lick dad is the sperm of a real guy. You're ridiculous dad. You've seen, you have nothing between your legs!" I didn't recognize my son.Rolland put his bare foot on my curled up genitals, as if they wanted to hide. I felt his toes inside my thighs. I looked at his foot as if it were the center of the world. My sex had disappeared below."Look up!" My gaze stopped at his cock. She was erect, proudly. It was actually longer, thicker than mine, beyond measure."Samuel added" 9 inches dad.... 9 inches and as big as a beer can. He knelt down and began to suck Roland ". My son's lips ran over my stepfather's big cock. He looked up at Roland His voice descended gently to me: "You've seen how much he likes that?... It's screwed up man, your son will never be like before... You have to accept, now..."I felt his hand brush my hair. He picked up a few tears on his index finger, which he placed in front of me. I lowered my eyes accepting it in the mouth. My body was completely relaxed. I had given up, faced with the evidence. Although I was a prisoner, I felt cowardly, weak. I felt little. I cried again, looking at my stepfather's foot, which slowly stroked my cock now with the sole of his foot, now with his heel. I was starting to bend. He took my cock between his big toe and the next to lift it, and go back and forth. He slightly crushed my testicles, the pain radiated little by little my brain, but a clammy heat also rose from my lower abdomen."You know, if you're not happy you can leave the house. Finally, without an income, I don't know how you'll manage. But if you stay, it will be on my conditions." He spoke calmly, softly. I listened to him and looked up at him wetly. He knelt down, after removing my son from his sex. He approached his cock to mine. He was very thick. My throat was knotted, my sobs resumed and I became a little limp."Look. See the difference? I'm the real daddy here."He was right.He says - "Come here, Samuel"My son took his place on my left, on his knees. He gently pushed him back so that he rocked back, legs apart, on his back. I saw my son's ass open to let out a stream of thick semen on the floor.I was crying.He put his hand in my son's hole and slowly wiggled his fingers there. Then he pulled them out, glistening with his thick cream. He placed them before my eyes."Look..." He had literally filled my son. He made her do whatever he wanted."Here. We share".He slowly moved his fingers to my parted mouth, and washed them over my tongue. I was tasting sperm for the first time, and not only was it not mine, but it was that of the man who had conquered my wife, my mother and now my son. I did not do anything. I was humiliated, because I had become incapable of acting. I had given up. My cock regained volume. His knuckles went back and forth on my tongue, above, on the sides, below. He then plunged his hand back into my son, pulled out another nice pour, and came back to my mouth. This time he brushed my teeth. At the same time, he undid the ties that bound my arms. These fell, dangling."Here, it's toothpaste, it's for the breath... Wait,My fat black stepfather got up. I had his penis, hard, in front of me. I got scared, but he grabbed my head between his two powerful hands and thrust his manly power down my throat all of a sudden. My teeth only parted in its path, my j ...

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