They fulfill all our wants and solve every problems of us. I and Kavita both also feel lucky for them. When father is away from home my mother, Kavita...and myself take the full charge of our home. At night even we sleep together after dinner and watching TV. When father comes home, he asks us of our problems and wants. Kavita in her usual childish way says every thing and every body’s want to father. Before I could speak anything to father, she would have completed every thing. My mother always. As my cock softened in her mouth I rolled off of her and just laid there allowing my post orgasm bliss take over. I could tell by the look on her face that she enjoyed what I gave her.No matter what there was still the matter of this little contest. I was hoping that in the shower she would let me get my cock in her. The way she let me keep eating her out after her ‘3 lick’ rules was broke made me think that this was a better possibility than before.I reached over and grabbed one and slowly. It looked a similarly messy job, done to impress. Well I was impressed. What was worse Tricia wasn't there.Something told me that calling the police wasn't a great idea but even so I was pretty wary about looking around. It didn't take too long to work out what had happened. You didn't need a degree in forensic science to work it out.It looked like whoever had made this mess had snatched Tricia when she arrived and had hung onto her waiting for me to turn up. Then they'd got bored or worried. "What the hell do you think you were doing just now?" I asked this question in a somewhat agitated voice. Visions of my being arrested and charged with all manner of lewd and lascivious felonies floated inside my shocked and benumbed brain."I don't need your charity, asshole, I can pay for my own beer." Her words seemed to imply that she believed that she had somehow invented a new kind of currency and that I was supposed to tote up her reckoning and give her some change. Implicit in her.