Isabel is different yet. Isabel likes peeing in my mouth. She is almost always the first one up in the morning. She has a bigger bladder then the rest of the sisters. Once she starts it all comes at once. She could fell up a large mixing bowl. To keep up with her flow is quit hard. That is what motivates her the most. To overpower my will showing the rest of the sisters that she is in control of everything. I am not just for one of them. They all use me at the same time. Every one of them takes a different roll with me. Isabel’s is dominating with absolute control.
Amada she is different yet. She likes giving pain. She likes genital torment. She is the one that ties my balls and sack most of the time. She is the one that hurts them while I am fucking both the girls, Thandiwe and Lorelai. Let me ask something, “Have you ever tried to fuck with your hands tied behind your back while some one is yanking on your balls with a rope tied to them?” I am almost always on my back with her weight holding me into place. I like Amada’s fetish a lot.
By the time mom got home everything looked normal again. The swimming pool was off limits to me for a while. You could see the strap marks on my body. My balls were bruised and you could tell. We drove to the creek were I could cool down in its water. Tell my body was well and fully healed my sisters decided my only duty was toiletry.
That winter was cold, it snowed a lot. There was a silver thaw. Most of the power went out for the region. We had a generator with a huge underground tank. We could go a month and a half before any of us needed to worry about the problem. But in our case we used the wood burning stoves and saved the fuel except the times it was needed. That is when mom got sick with the flu. Except to feed the livestock we never left the house. We had a back supply of food for the next four years. Not even the four well trucks would get thru the snow to town. When the snow stopped falling then we could plow the road to the highway. Tell then we just bat down the hatches and sealed the wave to dry ground.
Lorelai begin to show her pregnancy it became more obvious by the day. The morning sickness, but mostly her bellies begin to stick out. Sometimes when mom would put her hand on it, she would look at me with a huge smile and say, “Son it is a girl you can tell by the she is carrying it.” Without looking away from me she added, “I am very proud of you children,” “To make it, out here on your own takes a lot.” As soon as she dropped her hand the smile as lost and coughing took its place.
In fact the coughing became more and more regular. We all took are terns caring for her. We kept her worm, brought her soup. Despite what we did she was getting worse. By the time the weather brock and plowed the way out. Mom was coughing blood. At the hospital they found cancer. She lived long enough to hold baby Harmony. One month after the delivery of Harmony in 1979. Mom went into a coma and died. She was buried in the family plot next to dad.