Shana didn't know what to do. Part of her wanted to barge in and slap them both across the face, then scream at them to get the hell out of the house if they wanted to flaunt the laws of nature like a pair of filthy animals. In that moment, she hated her husband and daughter. To her they were even lower than animals, more primitive and less civilized. On top of that, she now blamed her daughter as much as the girl's father for the distance between them...and for monopolizing the c**k that should've belonged only to the man's wife. It was inconceivable to think that c**k was now plowing her teenaged daughter's fertile, young p***y.
As if it were the only way to confirm the reality of what she was hearing, Shana took hold of the door knob and turned it ever so carefully. Her motions were pa
