Jenny was already straddling me, her golden-fringed pussy hovering tantalisingly just out of reach, as she teased my already sensitive nipples. I was ...tarting to wriggle now, due to Mum's actions, and Jenny sat back slowly to allow me access to her warm slit.I am not sure if it was having me while I was helpless, or the added stimulation of watching Mum eating me, but within moments of me starting to lick and probe at her open quim, Jenny's juices were dripping freely. So were mine. Mum was. Unho ne snacks mai chicken mangaya hua tha. Champa bed pe leti hui thi.Woh nashe mai thi toh bed pe hi soo rahi thi. Woh chaaro fir se daru pe ke champa ke upar fir se aa gaye aur apna kaam firr se shuru kar diya. isi tarah unn chaaro ne raat bhar champak o char baar mil ke choda. Subha tak champa ke teeno chedo mai virya se bhar gaye. Champa unn charo ke nikle hue virya se lat pat ho rakhi thi. Jab subha sab ko hoosh aya toh raat ki baat sabke saamne aa gayi. Woh chaaro champa ko utha ke. “Mmm, Kayla, this is so wrong, but I want to be your first. Will you let me?” I said, "Yes," in a whisper. I knew this was wrong. This was what people made fun of when they talked about girls who lived in the south. Trashy redneck girls who fucked their Daddies and their brothers and every other relative. Trashy. It echoed in my head, but I felt Daddy's warm embrace. He could sense I was having misgivings. “If you want me to stop, I will at any time.” I looked up at him and he brought his lips. I’ll be your ther****t today,” she said. It sounded as if she were tasting each word, like each syllable were a caramel. Her voice, alone, aroused him. He shook her hand, and her skin was baby-soft. Arie was Cheryl’s last client of the day. She was glad when she saw his personal hygiene seemed to be good and that he had good skin. And when she shook his strong hand and gazed into his baby blue eyes, butterflies fluttered in her chest and the hair stood on the back of her neck. Cheryl led Arie.