It was strange when her mother sat between them, Anna seeing the glistening of a tear in her mother’s eye.“I don’t know how to tell you except t... say it right out.” Charlotte paused, lining up the words in her head before she said them. “Your father has perished at sea.” She hugged both of the girls, their bodies moving as they began to sob. No, it couldn’t be true. Not their father. Jenna wouldn’t believe it. “They’ll find him Mother. Wait, in a day or two he’ll coming walking through the. That’s pretty kinky” I said I supposed it was and asked them what the kinkiest thing they had ever done was. After whispering together for a minute they said that it was a toss up between what they had just done – encouraging us to watch them play and one other thing - fisting.You broke in and said “you mean you let Mark shove his entire hand in your pussy?” Mandy replied “Honey, when you are used to getting fucked by a cock the size of his it doesn’t make much difference” You asked what it. Both women were way turned on. The following Friday it escalated even more, with Linda getting so drunk she had to sleep in the guest room. The next Friday the same but now I would have guessed they were a couple. It was that intense. But this time they pulled me in. They started with wanting employee reviews, they wanted to know who I thought was the best employee. I went along with their game. they started kissing on me and rubbing on me, biting my ear and kissing my mouth. I got turned on,. “Aimez-vouz les cous-cous?”We nodded vigorously, although none of us actually had a clue what they were – we just assumed that it would be edible, and, after all, much of the purpose of the holiday was to explore French life and cuisine. Getting thrown in at the deep end wasn’t a bad way to go about it.“Bon!”He turned on his heels, and was back a minute later with six plates and a big bowl balanced on a tray; the plates each carried a chunk of coarse pate, and the bowl was full of baguette.