They were accurate to within a couple of hundred feet. I figured she'd check late in the day to see when I got home and then she'd probably text me cl...es to find her surprise.I got home right at five o'clock – about a half-hour or so earlier than usual. I strolled into the house expecting the noise of the TV or to see Melissa, our sitter, at the kitchen counter doing her homework, but in a way where she could keep an eye on the kids. I saw none of that.Instead, there was Melissa in all her. He started nibbling on her ear, sucking on it with disgusting noises and licking it. "No, whore," he said in a weird creepy sexy voice. Oh, that one. "I'm a whore," Mandy grunted, straining not to squeeze down and harder. "I'm Daddy's princess but I'm a whore." Suddenly she felt her dad's hand and forearm slapping against the back of her thighs. He was jerking off into her butt. "No, Daddy, not in there," she whined. "Yes, baby, now keep saying it or I'll give you the whole thing." "I'm a whore. A guy yells,“Hey, her pussy has soaked the panties." I ca feel the cool air on my wetness and it excites me more. My body is shuddering in front of all these young people. The are gals and guys all yelling louder and encouraging me to touch myself and finger my pussy. I bent over and shake my ass at them. They hoot and holler as I reach back and spread my ass cheeks so they can see my gaping pussy and asshole. Gals and guys come over and reach out to touch my pussy and lick the pussy juices.  She connected her phone to the stereo.  She went to the kitchen and opened the fridge. Chrissy: "Josh, would you like a glass for your beer?" Josh: "Just the bottle, Chrissy.  Thank you." Chrissy returned with the bottle already opened and a napkin.  She set the bottle down on a coaster and put the napkin down beside the bottle. Chrissy: "Would you like my top off, Josh?" Josh: "I would. Indeed." Chrissy: "Do you want to do it or should I?" Josh: "I would like to." Chrissy smiled and climbed.