I walk over to the other side of the deck, just in time to see them running the length of the house, back down towards the patio. Jenny is in the lead...on the way back, she is an athlete, and a competitor, so she is so focused on the race she doesn’t look up and see me. She is tall, lean, and muscular, with small perky tits and extremely shapely, muscular thighs. Her hair is long and blonde, and almost always in a pony tail. While very attractive, I was far more interested in the brunette. She reached out and grabbed a towel, we had brought bedside.Dad…you ARE a whore!Thank you! AND you dearest daughter are a good slut!NOW said the daughter..continue. YOU are not to stop until given further instructions.I pumped her a lot, and she made one hell of a mess! She leaked all over the towel, that we had to get another. Thank goodness for the towel. Then we switched sides, with her on top. She leaned forward & I loved watching her boobs bounce, and moving her hips back & forth. She. While it did create a knot of anxiety in her gut she was reassured, strengthened by the woman who had already tapped out and immediately led from the room to salvation. Tegan knew that, whatever she feared might happen, her limits would be respected – and that meant she was ready to test exactly where those limits were. Her eyes scanned for Sam again but he wasn’t looking back at her, apparently entirely fixated on his subject, the athletic blonde. He was testing the weight of a leather paddle. The gentleman smiled to them. "I love all your costumes."Before they left, the gentleman spoke up. "Would you like some apple cider. You look like you need a drink." Can we, Grammy?" Kirk turned and asked Mary."Oh I don't know." Mary wasn't sure about this."Please." Emily begged.The gentleman laughed. "I guess you have been out voted." Ok. Only for a very short time. Your bedtime is close by." Mary nodded her head. She couldn't let the kids down."Welcome." The gentleman opened the door more..