I had no idea how she would know that, but it was so scary and seemed to be imprinted on my mind as I grew up. Dad married mom when she was 17 when he...got her pregnant with Marcia and life had taught me that dad always had a preference for younger women and it had occurred to me over time that perhaps he had intercourse with Marcia. I had no direct knowledge but somethings things she would say and her reluctance to be anywhere near dad now seemed to hold a meaning.Tracy touched my arm, “Penny. The stool slips forward once again but stops suddenly, short of its usual distance. You opened your eyes and look down. The foot of the stool stands against the lip of the next stone; one slightly higher than the one the stool is on. As you are looking at this, your eyes half close, a slight smile on your lips, as the wave continues to heighten, you feel the stool move forward again, but the foot remained where it was; trapped against the higher stone. You look back at the rear legs and see. Then she played the tips of her nails all the way down his shaft to balls heavy with unspent seed.Simon growled deeply like a tethered attack dog and looked as if he was going to pounce on her for a moment, but he restrained himself.He'd been a good boy. It was time to give him his reward—if he'd fit in her mouth, which was dubious at best.Valerie stepped out of her filthy panties and then made an exaggerated show of kneeling in front of him, throwing back her sweat-sticky hair and thrusting. "Looked to me like she had a pretty good time herself as well! That turn you on?" My wife asked unnecessarily. I wasn't about to begin lying to her now."Hell yes!" I admitted. "The fact she was actually masturbating herself while watching us was pretty hot!" Yeah, I have to admit, I was thinking that too!" Kay told me. "We probably shouldn't let on we saw her though," Kay added."Yeah, probably not." I responded. "I'd hate to embarrass her." Embarrass?" Kay questioned. "I think more like you'd.