He saw where Sally’s hands were, and looked back at his mother.Marla’s eyes flashed and she nodded her head.“You can, too, baby,” she whispere.... “It’s okay if you do it, too. I know what it’s like. I told you, remember?”Bob cock strained at his pants, outlined in hardness. Marla stared at it, licking her lips, swallowing. She was anxious for her son to touch his cock, to rub it while she watched. She wanted to see her son and daughter play with themselves, enjoy being with them the way she. Buffy groaned at the sensation of the wet material brushing and rubbing against her sensitive skin. Faith continued to flick Buffy's clit back and forth, rolling the nub around, breathing warm wet air onto the covered space until one could no longer differentiate where Faith stopped and Buffy's own wetness began. The blonde began to squirm underneath Faith's wet touch and the younger slayer could sense the frustration and impatience.With one smooth motion, Faith pulled Buffy's remaining. The person that had come into my house was not my wife. It was Beth.She was looking around the living room and I hurried to button my pants. Luckily, I buttoned them just before she realized I was there. When she saw me she smiled. Those damn dimples.“My mom asked me to come over and see if I could help. All the parts have already been given out in the program, so I was bored,” she said in the sweetest voice.My mouth immediately went dry. My hands trembled. I tried to speak but nothing came. "Please don't hurt us. I'll give you money." We already have your money." and they showed the woman her purse. "It's a good time that we want. We took you and the girl for some fun." Oh my God! Please. I'll do anything. Leave my daughter alone. She's so young."The two men sat Rachel on the couch and sat down on both sides of her."Oh we know you'll do anything, lady. Like what?" Anything. Anything you ask. Just leave my daughter alone." Tell you what, lady. We got plenty of time. Why don't you.