.. Daddy!" It's best you don't know Jacqui," I argued, "It's over now." Did you make them suffer Daddy? Really suffer?" she demanded harshly."They wer... just mad dogs Jacqui. You don't make mad dogs suffer honey, you just put them out of their misery," I said sighing."And you?" she asked her sister, "Are you alright? Can I" I'm okay Jacqui, it's just that I'm scared, I'm" C'mon Dani," she said to her sister, leading her away, "We're going to talk."I heard the two talking late into the night and. For a moment I faltered. Then I slipped in my finger, feeling not only how wet she was, but Mark’s finger as well. Both of us were fingering her. I could feel Mark flicking her inside, his finger bumped into mine time after time. Mary was now pushing back onto our hands. “Dirty bitch is loving it”, Mark said, and with that he pulled out his finger, which made a plopping sound, he licked it and then came back only this time he pushed his finger into her tight little bottom.Mary let out a. As they entered, he saw the display area, that had already been cleared for his work. He also noticed the king size bed that was obviously too big to move or cover up. Sally watched his muscled body ripple within his t shirt and beach pants as he moved and twisted to get his work displayed perfectly. Her mind could not help but wonder if her Aunt would be as excited about this as she was. Her hand aimlessly wandered across her chest…her fingertip brushing over and quickly finding a hardening. She'd askme if I liked my panties, if my panties were comfortable, if I feltexcited wearing my panties. She kept on with the fact that they were mypanties but what the heck!, the answers were yes because I knew that Iwas guaranted some amazing sex later that night.When she first started asking I was uncomfortable saying that they wereMY panties, but as the day progressed and the questioning continued itstarted bothering me less.At one stage during the movie she asked, "Which do you prefer,.