I leaned against the wall As she rubbed me her tits would brush against me. Then she asked if I would rub her down. Okay. Fran leaned against the wall...facing it. I worked her shoulders, down her back and then her legs. Her body was hot and rubbing it made my cock even harder. Then she turned around and leaned with her back against the wall and the shower spraying on her. "Do my front now. You are pretty good at this." I worked her shoulder from the front now, watching as her tits giggled. As I. ’ I just listened, not really knowing what to say. It came to mind to say something flippant about the likelihood of anything pleasing my father, but on the heels of that thought came a memory of the night before, and my promises to myself. I didn’t want to make things harder by starting one of our old fights. I suspected that Mom didn’t know what to say to me either, as she suddenly became fascinated by the hideous local artwork adorning nearly every surface in the room. So, we sat staring. ..amazing. And he was rough....her ass god slaps, he fucked her hard....and, I joined again. She on her back, I remember licking her, tasting the rubber (thought it would have been better without rubber), he held her feet back and wide open for me.....and then I heard him, yelling "Jesus holy Christ"....I looked up, and saw he was sitting over her face....then I knew....she did lick his ass.....it was easy to see that he was shocked, and enjoyed it a lot.....then a lot of things I do not. Bev and I were a little buzzedfrom our drinks needing some nourishment to soak up all the alcohol. Wesat on the veranda munching out on potato chips and pretzels. Not verynourishing but it did fill our needs. I looked over at Bev and wasgetting turned on. She had become a very good, close friend in such ashort period of time. When all this was over, what would happen to myrelationship with her? Could I just let her leave? Enough of thisthough, I was getting horny just watching her on the.