Little rush we get when we see one of the people we love in clothing that shows more of that person than we generally allow to be seen in public.”�...That’s fine. Hell, you could probably all be naked and, other than my complete lack of experience hugging naked people, that wouldn’t bother me much.”“We save the nudity for when Brett’s not here, as we’re not sexually involved with him, despite being so involved with all the other girls. Oh, that’s another thing, we’ve decided to stop going through. He was busy doing this second chore of the night, slurping away at her pussy juices. He had already given her two orgasms that night and she was on her way to a third, when they heard the heard the garage door start to open. Tommy was forced to pull his head out of her crotch and go grab his clothes. He took them, along with her discarded panties, and ran back up the stairs before the parents came through the garage and out from the kitchen.There he went, clothes and panties in hand, still bare. "Easy, Sweetheart, easy," he said as he slowed her descent."I want some, too," she whimpered as she squirmed her pussy around on his cock. He held her in place as he took over, his strokes slow and strong. After she had three orgasms almost back to back, he rolled them over, his strokes now faster. Cindy set up a near-constant whimper, her legs and arms locked around her brand-new husband. "Come. Come. Come," she chanted just as her sister had. And he did.A LITTLE EARLIER AT THE CARTER. That's thekind of chick I figured Cindy was. Girls that look the way I do usuallyare. She trotted along beside her mom, fiddling with her hair, her otherhand unconsciously resting on her purse. Every single thing I did wascalculated and thought out, every fucking heel-toe step, every sidewaysglance at 'Mom', even absently picking a piece of peach-coloured fluffoff my sweater.The hallway was dingy, dark and empty. Scuffed wallpaper curled up at theedges. There was that unique smell of mixed.