"Oh, crap," he said.Regan was watching the events going on around her but turned to see what else was troubling her boyfriend. He handed her the cards...and she looked at them.She recognized her mother's handwriting across the top - and her father's neater writing below it."Surprise," Rita had written, adding a smiley face at the end. "Here are some prepared remarks if you want to deliver them. If not, no problem."Regan glanced at the cards and then back up at Andy."She's lucky I won't see her. She started just having me jack off and eating mycum.She wanted more. For a Christmas present I bought her a vibrator. Sheburned out the motor within a week. I ordered a lifelike dildo (withtesticles) from a specialty company. It had a suction cup on the bottomthat she could secure to a hard surface. She would make me watch whileshe fucked herself with it. Sometimes when I would call her on thephone, she would have the dildo stuck to the toilet seat cover and befucking herself with it. I could. From where I laid I could see them kissing and she kneeled on the floor and pulled down his jogging shorts and took his precious cock into her mouth. She sucked it like she adored it and my heart began to pound. I was angry because he never hid anything from me (or so I thought)and excited. My pussy was soaked. After a few minutes he pushed her head away and his cock pulsed. He stopped her just before he blew off. The he coaxed her to doggy style and facing away from me I could perfectly see. It appeared to do something to the girl riding my face though, because her hips jerked down a few times and I could hear her moan. “So,” Anne commented, “the clamps are off, let’s give her a good hiding.” I couldn’t see what was happening, so I focused on working my tongue as deep into Brenda’s slick folds as I could and wiggling it around. The small shivers and the contractions in her love tunnel guided me in my endeavor, and I didn’t even let myself get distracted when hands grabbed my knees.