But it seemed like we were worrying early. Four weeks after my father's first phone call, I was awakened by another call. I answered the phone without...looking at the caller ID."Morning," I said sleepily."Mark," my father's voice sang out poisonously. "I'm sure you remember what day today is." The band you are with is in town," I said. "They have a concert at the Civic Center at seven. I have school, but I can miss my final period, so I'll be leaving school around two and should be at the center. ”We continued the conversation as I asked her what all she had told her sister. Khrys told me that she had told Klara about how we had met with me being an Uber driver for her. During that ride, she had mentioned that she was heading to the bank because of an overdraft situation. She then described the rest of the conversation by telling her that I had teasingly told her that she should be smacked for doing that. She went on to explain how she had mentioned to me that her dad would have. It was so exciting, a big cock fucking me from behind, Pam’s essence in my mouth and my thoughts of making this a real threesome! Yes, I came again! The heat was definitely turned up. Hubby pounded my pussy and reached forward to grab my long blonde hair and pull my head back like a cowboy riding his prized mare pulling the reins. With his other hand he spanked my ass.“How does Pam’s pussy taste? Do you want her?” he asked.I wondered if this was just role play or a prelude to want he wanted. I. A mutual act of gentle affection amalgamated with powerful erotic lust. Brigitte’s sultry eyes half-open and smouldering conveyed more than any words could describe. The notion that her body was so immolated with lust churned my own burning desire. Nicholette took the lead as Brigitte demurred, each soft kiss made a slow pilgrimage from the heft of her breasts to the smooth flare of her Mons. Describing it as sensual did not do it justice. Tantalising her, Brigitte tried to steer Nicholette’s.