I did feel a little embarrassed at having to sit on a phone book for dinner.After we ate, Crystal said that she needed to get something at the store. ...told her that she just go and leave me here. She pointed out that if anyonefound me here alone, she could get in trouble and I might end up with childwelfare. I shuttered, that would be disastrous so reluctantly, I let hercarry me to the car since I didn't have any shoes.When we got to the store, she carried me to a shopping cart and put me in. Still locked inside our embrace I managed to move her panties aside and slide a finger up and down her lips. She squeezed my cock hard as she stopped wanking and broke the kiss. Her head fell back onto the sofa as I plunged a finger deep into her pussy. I began to kiss her neck as she started to stroke my cock again as I scooped my finger upwards, sliding it back and forth along the roof of her pussy. Very quickly Susan was bucking on my finger as she opened her eyes smiling. "Oh I can't wait. They wandered into the small front room momentarily forgetting about the abused and dazed girl on the bathroom floor. Pulling open a celebratory can of beer Bill tossed one to Keith and took a deep swig.“To us mate” he grinned.Keith opened his can and said “Aye. To us” he grinned back.Michelle groaned, tried to clear her head and got to all fours. The pain in her raped asshole was only matched by the throbbing of her head. Gingerly she felt her rear, winced and looked at her hand. It was. The overwhelming smell of alcohol confirmed my next suspicions, she was passed out drunk. The entire scenario suddenly snapped into focus. My daughter had gotten too drunk to make it home and someone had dumped her on the steps before ringing the doorbell and leaving. Either that or she was too drunk to open the door and had rung the doorbell herself before sitting down and passing out. Almadelia was still getting used to being able to go out drinking with her friends. She often came stumbling.