But instead I was faced with a beautiful women, in a fit of rage, drunk, and crying. I was stunned, and she blew right past me into our entry-way."Whe...e is your mother, travis?" Somewhat slurred."Ahhh...mrs. Thompsen, what's wrong, she's gone till tomorrow, are you okay??" I was shaken to see this women so distraught."That fucker drop me like a bad habit, for a slut none the less" then she collapsed on our sofa. And I went to sit by her, thinking maybe a little comfort would help. Of course in. Janis blushed. I am sorry girls I can't help it but will try my best to be quieter or refrain from doing anything while you girls are home. The three girls chuckled at the same time. Mom, that is not what we want. Sandra stated. Janis ask. Then what is it you do want girls? We want to feel what you feel from Daddy Frank. We want you to get him to do to us what he does to you to make you so happy. Janis with a concerned look. Are you saying that you want Frank to have sex with each of you? Yes,. Doe’s she want to play games he thought, or is she in one of her difficult moods again? To find out he started lifting her nightie up over her head, leaving the twin orbs of her glorious arse exposed to his gaze. As the nightie came to her neck she wriggled and juggled the phone from one hand to the other so that he could remove the nightie completely. Even then she kept talking on the phone without missing a beat or acknowledging his presence to Pammie on the other end. He cupped the twin orbs. Giles stood obediently with his legs apart and arms at his side and slightly raised whilst I gave him a towelling all over including his arse crack, between his legs and his foreskin. “Your turn to dry me now,” I instructed and Giles did as he was told paying similar attention to my private places as I had to his. Not surprisingly he had particular difficulty drying between my legs. All the time Giles was staring at me. His eyes going from my breasts to my pussy to my face and back again. “Have.