James worked her jeans down her hips and revealed a black thong. He knelt to kiss her thighs before he lowered the thong and tank top to the ground. J...mes obviously loved to eat pussy because it looked as if that was what he was about to do. Dad stepped back a little and spread his legs to make room for James. James lifted a leg to put on his shoulder when mom started to struggle. She raised her hands to push dad by off of her. When he held on to her and tried to keep kissing her, she tried. In her right hand she held a cucumber bigger than my cock. It had to be at least 3-inches round and 10-inches long. “A-ha”, I thought to myself, “she had been priming herself before my visit.” My thoughts quickly returned to fucking that was going on. Her pussy muscles were strong and she milked my cock like a pro. She held me tight, my strokes became quick and short. My breathing became heavy and I closed my eyes. My hand began to sting and I realized I was slapping her ass with whipping. I walked over to my window and saw the men working on the apartment, in and out,through the door they went. Some hot, some not, A buff ,tall ,tan man, walked into my view. He was wearing a white beater and dark blue jeans. I watched as he lifted huge planks of wood. His large muscles glisened against the sun that was high in the sky.I could feel my pussy slowly getting wet, I slid my hand in my shorts to feel how damp it was. I jumped at the sound of my front door being knocked on. The man. “I have to go,” she stammered, “They’ll be wondering where I am. But…that was nice.”“Oh Abigail,” blurted Peter, “I… “But she was gone before he could finish.~~~~~~As she hurried across to the chapel for compline, Abigail’s mind was full of conflicting emotions. She had justified to herself the act of sucking Peter’s dick as just another way for him to spill his seed, but the kiss had been different. It had made her feel alive in a way she’d never felt before, and that was wrong. She was.