As she watched, she started rubbing Rebeca’s nipples with one hand. She would alternate pinching, pulling and rubbing them as Mike continued going d...wn on her. Every so often, she would also lean over and kiss Rebeca but all that did was quell the loud moans emitting from her.But Lena wasn’t neglecting herself either; she was still playing with her own pussy as well. She had two fingers stuffed in herself, now working them back and forth rapidly. She knew she wasn’t going to orgasm like this,. Whenever her father drank more wine than his usual, shed go there in the middle of the night and suck him again. She wasnt ready to give up yet, she wanted to taste that white liquid. — In the morning, they had breakfast as usual. Clarice was feeling slightly guilty whenever she looked at her father. He didnt ask anything about last night, and Clarice cleverly didnt mention it. She did her best to act normally, till the time was up, when she kissed her fathers cheek, and left home, ready for. "Our food was served. We ate leisurely after a blessing. The silence was comfortable.Marianne was still in shock. She finally said, "That truck isn't what it looks like it is."I said "Yes and no. It is grandfather's old truck. It still looks like it on the outside but the inside is what made it mine. I loved our grandparents. I miss them to this day. I try to act in ways that they would be proud to say that I'm their grandson."Marianne said, "But the company was built by grandfather." Yes, but. "Oh god that's good!" i groaned.Beth kept going for a couple more minutes and it was then i began to hear her softly moaning again, and opening an eye to see what she was doing, i saw she had one hand down the front of her stretch pants gently massaging her pussy mound.This just got even hotter i thought, now my stepmother was rubbing her own little pussy while giving me a footjob, now i really had something to tell the guys back at college about, i would be hero among my mates!After another.