It was a report she was supposed to know everything about by tomorrow. But after reading the first three paragraphs (and reading them again) she knew ...er head was elsewhere.Her mind wandered back to seeing Alicia for the first time. She guessed the image would never leave her memory's screen again. The girl had walked into Bianca's without a stitch on her delicious body. Her eyes had been wide with wonder, her titties dancing. The gorgeous hair reached way down her spine, a thick black mane. "Okay, lean back," she cooed, easing Jamey out of Cindy's pussy, and turning her over onto her back. "It's time for some girl fun." Jamey grinned with a knowing smile, and started to stroke himself slowly, his cock lubricated with his daughter's sweet pussy juice. Brad sat up slightly, watching his father, and imitating his action, maintaining his erection, but calming the cum urge back into his balls.Sara went to pick up the object Jamey had brought in and returned with a clear, jelly-like. ’ ‘Fine–Melissa, whatever.’ He shook his head, a flash of impatience clouding his dark eyes. ‘We’ve got a funeral to arrange.’ She frowned. ‘Weren’t you listening? There’s nothing to arrange. Charlie left very detailed instructions. Everything’s already been done.’ ‘What about after the funeral? Where’s the wake?’ ‘Funeral tea,’ she corrected, irritated. ‘At the King’s Head in Ebberlea. As I said, everything’s been done.’ ‘No, it hasn’t. You said you were meeting the vicar on Wednesday to. ” Gretchen turned the remote control to high, and Nina gripped the edge of the table tightly as the vibrations coursed through her, taking her to the edge of an orgasm before Gretchen turned the vibrator off. “And I know you just as well.” Gretchen’s smile seemed quite mischievous to Nina.Wendy arrived with their food a few minutes later. After putting the plates down, she moved to the end of the table and once again lifted her skirt. Following her instructions, Nina had a hand in her pussy.