He then busied himself around the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on the meal.As he served, she looked at him, knowing that she loved him and t...at she would do anything that he asked. She felt a longing that she hadn't known existed. He came around her, to place the dish he had prepared on her plate. He then set the platter on the table and rested his hands on her naked shoulders."Are you cold?" he asked, almost a whisper as his lips brushed her ear.She could feel the warmth of his. It wasn’t too much longer before I heard my mother whisper, “Swallow his seed,” as she whispered this the cock began to cum. I felt my cheeks getting warm and flashed back to having my face slapped very hard when I was young when I didn’t swallow so as he came I swallowed load after load of my foster father’s cum. I moved my head up and down a few more times till I felt it soften then sat up slowly pulling my mouth from his cock. To my surprise there sitting next to my foster mother was. The short hairs tickled my tongue as it struck them.I moved on to sliding it in between her lips, slowly at first then speeding up the tempo. I jabbed in and out and she let out a low moan. She pushed forward further and suddenly her crotch was covering my entire face. Heather apparently saw me struggle a bit and intervened, pushing her sister back to prevent me from suffocating. Cara had closed her eyes and was startled by her sister’s hands on her stomach. She looked down and saw why her. “Thank you very much,” Kirstie said and smiled for the first time. “I knew someone would help.”He was just a few feet away from Kirstie when Pitch saw another minivan pulling off the highway. He stopped, pulled a pen from his shirt pocket, and wrote down the plate number for the Prius even as he glanced at the minivan.Pitch cursed under his breath when the Caravan stayed right and headed for a parking space behind the restrooms. A few young teens tumbled out of the van and headed for the.