There was a small kitchen area with a sink, fridge, microwave, washing machine and tumble dryer. There was also a door to the left-hand side, which le... to an en-suite with a toilet, shower and sink. Her mum had even brought up all her consoles, which she promptly set up. As she was setting up the consoles, she noticed a pair of large curtains. She slowly approached them, slipped through them and looked around. The headboard of her double bed was against the wall, with her bedside table next to. "But I really can't tell you anything about it." Why not?" It's for your own good!" Sandra stressed. "This way, you don't have to lie to anyone, if ... let's say ... the cops would ask you anything about it." But you declined her offer! So? Why would the cops ask me something about it?" Because ... maybe ... she is still going through with it. And I'm sure, if she does it, the cops will probably think that I could have something to do with it, as well. So, when you don't know anything about it,. Within minutes, Fiona squealed out her own climax, lifting her head from her mother's pussy to look back over her shoulder at her humping father."Uhhhhhh! God! I'm cummming, daddy! Fuck me!!!", she screamed."Oooooh, fuck me, hard! Ram that big fat cock up my cunt and fuck me! Uuunnghhhhh, Dadddddddyyyyyy!"Fiona was wriggling around like a snake, grinding her cunt back onto her father's pumping prick. Jerry grabbed her hips and held on tight, using them as levers to pull her spasming little cunt. "I just got set up but everything is hot and ready," she said with a huge smile."Sure glad to hear that. My belly's been growling so loud for the last hour I could barely hear the engine whining. How 'bout letting me have one of them Polish Sausage dogs with all the fixin's?"I watched as she set about her task. First came the Polish, then the mustard and ketchup with lots of onions. My eyes wondered over the woman and sent pleasing signals to my brain. Nice legs, slim waist and lovely swaying.