"Who was he?" She asks herself.A hand begins to work on what she started before stepping into the shower. Her head is consumed by the feelings she had...felt during her sleep. The warm body she imagined over her, thrusting inside her just the way she liked. Her fingers re-enacting the strokes as she pictured the scenerio again.It didnt take long for her body to begin trembling as the sprinkler of water washed down on her face first.She licked her lips as she pulled her face away from the streams. Make me forget those two pigs; make me forget how I felt when I saw Nick jerking off.He read my mind, if not the precise words. His hand was at my breasts, where they had been previously, but this time his fingers began to work the buttons of my blouse. It was soon wide open while the kiss continued. I relaxed the pressure on the back of his head and he was able to back off his lips just a bit; his tongue flicked out to wet mine, in gratitude."Let's go in the other room."That bed is made as. But from what you're telling me, you think he's dumping you to get laid and I think I can help you with that, if you want him back." As I say this, I have my right arm around her shoulder and I'm rubbing her back. My left hand is stroking her hair."I do want him back. I just don't know what to do." Her right hand is running up and down my bare side and my cock is stirring again."Why don't you just tell me about last night? How far did you go and what did you do? Then we can see if I have any. Joan parted her legs and unstrapped the rubber cock, pulling it from her pussy.“Give it to Peggy,” Robert said. “You know what to do with it, don’t you, Peggy?”Peggy nodded, a bit shyly. She took the rubber cock from her mother, and began to lick it, finally putting it in her mouth and sucking it.“Are you wearing panties?” Tommy asked his sister.Peggy nodded at him.“Show us,” he said.Peggy stood up, lifting her skirt to her waist. Unlike her mother, she was not forced to wear a rubber cock all.