They removed his shoes, socks, and pants, the last vestiges of clothing he had on. Then they began to alternate licking and sucking his cock. Wills mo...ned as the two women gave him deep throat. He glanced across the room towards his wife.He was amazed. It had been but a moment’s work for his father to reach behind his daughter-in-law’s back and undo the halter top holding the little white dress on. As it puddled around Terry’s feet, a wave of lust had swept through her, and she had. My younger step sister Becky was a holy terror. Their father had died of pneumonia after a hunting trip a number years back and Becky had really hung onto her mother from then on, and she viewed my father as the disruptive force and vice versa. Everyone else got along well enough and a lot of attention was focused on the new baby, my brother Andrew. Time went on as time does. By the time I was in 8th grade Becky was annoying to everyone else but we started to get along really well. She rebelled. Back at the mirror she was quite pleased with the outcome. She was able to shorten the stocking straps enough so they were not visible when she was standing at the mirror. With the dress and lingerie decided upon, she talked herself into being able to go an evening without panties. Her husband regularly asked her to ditch her knickers, but she rarely did. Besides getting her hair and make-up fixed up, she still needed to find shoes to complete her outfit for the evening. Her line-up of daily. Helen moved the vibrator over to the tit she had been suckling and firmly gripped the other one as she held her body above Stacy's. She watched Stacy's face. She began whispering to the younger woman. "You're a sweet little slut, aren't you? You like my husband's big cock, don't you? You like having your little pussy stretched. You like having your body played with. You like to fuck, don't you slut?"Stacy was lost in a reverie, Helen's words coming to her as if from a dream. She was murmuring.