There was no answer. A pair of soft hands reached around his face to cover his eyes.His wife purred into his ear, telling him that the kids were gone ...or the night, she had a bottle of chilled wine at the ready, and that she was going to make him forget all about his awful day.He smiled and felt himself start to relax as her sexy voice started to make him melt. He reached behind him and felt smooth skin, and a small amount of cloth.He took her hands off of his eyes and spun to take her in. My. “Sara, I was born and raised on a farm in the country, we ate whatever momma put in front of us. I eat everything.”Sara smiled, “Oh, you do, do you? And you’re a farm boy too?” Eddie blushed, then went on talking about growing up on the farm, baling hay, cutting corn, raising cattle. The more he talked, the more comfortable he became, and the more Sara was attracted to this down to earth country farm boy. They checked out and headed towards their vehicles. Halfway there, Sara’s Jersey girl. My Latin, pink-haired, boot-fetish, anal-loving stepdaughter definitely put her back into it, spreading her own cheeks as much as she could and pushing back at Shelby’s tongue with that delicious bottom of hers.This only made things worse for me, trying not to cum while two of my daughters engaged in such steamy lesbian incest action that way. When Naomi got behind Shelby and put her tongue to work inside her elder sister’s asshole, my arousal hit another level upward. I absolutely exploded. “We’ll see you again next week”. “Next week?” said Mary, “You mean that there is more?”“Oh yes, much more. You did say that you wanted to join the club. The instructions we have been given are quite specific, and everything is very detailed.”She was lifted off the couch, and led back down the corridor. Here the blindfold was removed, and she could see herself in the mirror. The area round her pussy was bright red, and she felt very sore.“What about next week,” she asked. “You may still have.