I made Analee be the mom and Kristy be the dad. It wasn't until I made Analee and Kristy kiss each other that I felt some sort of wetness begin to for... in my pussy regions. I played it off as just my bladder telling me it was time to use the restroom, but that certain aching feeling kept returning whenever I made Analee and Kristy join lips.As my imaginative makeout sessions start to unravel in my room, the heat between my legs started to spread outward. I looked at Analee for the first time. "Ella handed me a towel to wipe the gel off then we moved to the bed. She knelt in the middle and pulled me on to join her. She put her arms around me for another kiss, reaching down to stroke my erection, satisfied that it was still rock hard. She eased me down to the bed and got between my knees."I've caught you looking at my ass before," she smiled down at me as she stroked my dick. "Do you want to know how it will feel sliding up and down on your cock?" God, yes." Let me taste you. ..” and the like fooleries; which, however, was throwing oil on a fire I was sorely put to it to smother the blaze of.The fluctuations of my mind, the whole day, produced one good effect: which was, that, through mere fatigue, I slept tolerably well till five in the morning, when I got up, and having dressed myself, waited, under the double tortures of fear and impatience, for the appointed hour. It came at last, the dear, critical, dangerous hour came; and now, supported only by the courage. “As we begin the second reel, I visualize a close-up of your faces that blurs and refocuses to reveal that you are in a new location. This introduces the flashback. I see you engaged in a conversation that explains how you three came to be in your current predicament.” Then he pointed to the girls and shouted… “Action!” The girls looked at each other, not quite sure how to begin, but after a few seconds of silence, they began to tell their story. It all started several days ago when they.