.. continued:As Sally kept up her cuckolding of me soon after her birth I was left in the evenings with my 2 "daughters" to raise, the older girl thou...ht it odd how mummy had so many friends.After about a year, Sally starting giving me less and less of any sex, let alone wank offs after her dates. It became obvious that the situation we had agreed was changing!Sally said there was one man she would like to have dates with at home, I was a bit reluctant but agreed, she told me that it was this. As her slippery finger slipped further into my depths until in was fully in, her other index finger began to rub my clit. I almost came right then, but then it got better. She slid another finger into me, careful not to rupture my hymen, and then another. It was wonderful. Working in and out, her entire hand covered in my juices, she was fantastic. But then she brought her tongue and let it join in, too. Soon, it was entering me as well when it wasn't on my clit. It was orgasmic. Literally. I. .. grinning with pure joy.He did want to go again. And again and again and again!His course was a steady diet of exhilarating ups and downs, each one higher than the last. Hers was the slow build of pressure until understanding exploded, leaving her with the choice of whether to take leaps of faith or not.These were the things Bob thought about as Mandy brought him back to being erect, recharged, ready to become her toy again. It would not be fair to say he snapped. Rather, he came to take a. I then went down to Henry's. I could hear the TV on. Well, there it was. He was in his room asleep like he should be. A certain curiosity slipped over me, so I turned the knob and pushed. It was unlocked. None of us really locked our doors at night anyway. I poked my head in to see...no one. Henry wasn't there.Was he in Emma's room again?I turned around and went back to Emma's room. I put my ear to the door and I heard what sounded like an erotic moan. It sounded like Henry, too! My hand went.