I scrolled up to more of her and Glen’s conversation. From two weeks ago:Wife: “So that was pretty ballsy for us today.”Glen: “LOL, sorry abou... that.”Wife; “ But wouldn’t have changed it.... except to be longer.”Glen: “Couldn’t chance her walking down on us.”My mind was racing at this point. She’s been doing this for - How long??!!! FUCK!! I also put together a timeline from texts that me and her had from yesterday that, and this is truly embarrassing and a complete mind fuck; that at the exact. She watched it all unfold like something out of a pornographic movie scene. Coach Taylor, who always appeared so firm and authoritative on the field, now had a face writhing in pleasure, with a body that twisted and squirmed. Heather did everything possible to push her tongue inside even further.The Coach released a primal scream which echoed throughout the locker room, thinking there was actually privacy here. At that moment, Leighann almost felt bad for spying, intruding on such an immensely. So here I was with eight women fucking my brains out, my mother-in-laws marriage had ended some years earlier when she caught her husband with a teen neighbour, none of the girls had never married, boyfriends maybe, but nothing serious, they must have been a bit frustrated living so far out and not having any near neighbours to screw, so I had my wife Grace, 25 years, her mother Sophia, 41, my daughter Louise aged 11, Carmen, 23, Janice, 20, Rosemary, 18, Laura, 17 and Danielle just 16, and the. Holly brought her mouth to the mound of milk and licked and swallowed about half of it. Alan took the rest. Dad took his young son in his arms and gave Alan a warm kiss and hug. He brushed Holly’s shoulder and told her to come back in a few minutes. She nodded.Holly took Alan by the hand and returned him to his bedroom. Holly: Any questions?Alan: Did daddy like that?Holly: If he didn’t like it he wouldn’t have given his milk to you and he wouldn’t have given you a thank-you kiss at the.