Becs stomach had butterflies as she went down. Rebecca was about to say something when they heard a door slam shut and Beccas fathers voice, Becca you...home!?! They both jumped up from the bed, Shit…its my dad!! They quickly got dress and Rebecca followed to the window. Before he climbed down, Jesse gave her a tender kiss, Ill see you later She closed the window as there was a knock on the door, Sweetheart? Becca ran to the door and opened it up, Sorry daddy, i was getting dress after taking a. ?This was all rather baffling to me and when a large woman with a fierceexpression on her face walked in, I didn?t know how to react. Thesituation was made worse by the person who followed in her wake. It waspresumably a man, identifiable because of the hairstyle and the tops ofpads making his breasts, but otherwise he was dressed in not such adissimilar way to Vic. He was wearing an equally revealing Frenchmaid?s outfit, but wasn?t convincing in the way Vic was. As they walkedin he was. But I wouldn't stop looking. It was an outlet, for now at least.Mother had dad, but he wasn't enough anymore, now that she had a taste of real passion. A few days past, then a few more. I found a great poem I felt captured the love and desire I felt for mom, but even though I printed it out, I kept it to myself, for the moment. First it was exclamation points, like the erection I sported, thinking about mom. Then the question marks, the waiting that weighed on my heart. Now there were all. Melissa was sitting on her right hip, her leg on top of the other, and her swollen pussy lips still leaking some of his cum, as it trickled down her ass cheek. He stood up, wondering what Melissa had planned next.Stacy looked at Melissa quizzically, wondering what it was. Melissa smiled again, "lay on your back up here, with your head by me. Your going to do what I just did to you, you're gonna lick my pussy." Stacy looked at her, wide eyed, "I don't know how to do that." Melissa giggled, "I.