‘I’m sorry…’ ‘Ok we have established that you are sorry. Apology accepted. Calm, remember? Easy. I’m not going anywhere. Tell me -are you ...k-? Did something happen?’ ‘You did.’ ‘Say again?’ With a sick slide of dread in her belly she realized that this was it. ‘You happened. To me.’ She sniffed. It -hurt-. He seemed puzzled. ‘Did I do something wrong?’ She bit her lip. ‘I – I think I…’ ‘Yes? Tell me. No judgments, ok?’ ‘I love you.’ He seemed not to hear, then his eyes widened. She sniffed away. Beth was rapidly rubbing her pussy trying to cum. Jean was jerking with a massive orgasm that must have paled in comparison to what her daughter was experiencing. Then Cindy just went limp as she appeared to pass out. The boys then walked over to Beth and took turns fucking her face until Cindy slowly recovered. Jean watched as Justin again knelt behind her and pushed his cock deep into her sloppy cunt.Beth quickly assumed the same position as Cindy. “FUCK ME! FUCK ME BRAD!” Brad moved behind. Whatever, Gina thought, still breathing hard from her climax. God, the girl was good. How she loved being eaten by her — taken to the edge and back again; then coaxed up once more and again, teased and pushed until she tottered on the brink of ecstasy, crying for release, clawing the girl's hair, begging but being denied until she ranted, rambled, uttering sheer nonsense ... then dragged up again and plunged over the screaming edge, flying. Oh God, how she loved that girl and what she did to. As I played, it was a bit uncomfortable leaning over slightly that way and I knew I'd be sore doing that for any length of time so I knelt down there simply for comfort. I imagine he figured it was so I could suck him. But no, at that time I was just getting comfortable.I don't know if he knew or not, but any time someone that I would chat with on the web site would ask me if I ever considered sucking, my answer was always the same. Without going into any detail to them, I'd say that I know I.