"Upstairs, my work was taken care of, so I walked over to the garage to see Hank."What's up, Boss? Have some new toys for me to play with?" Naw, just ...hecking to make sure everything is okay with you. I'm sort of concerned about keeping the Escalade and not using it."Hank smiled, "We've used it twice for transports over to Orlando. It's a great ride for that, much nicer than the Suburban." Good, I've almost come to swap it for the weekend a few times as it holds more people, but I didn't want. "Ohhh, shit..." said a voice that sounded like Dawn's, and yet wasn't Dawn's. I turned my head to the side to see DJ writhing in clear arousal. Her T-shirt was shoved up above her big and growing breasts so that she could tweak her own nipple. And her shorts were unbuttoned and opened enough so that a hand could dip beneath and rub inside.But it wasn't her own hand; it was Brooke's. My little sister manually masturbated her best friend, and was leaning over with her chin on DJ's shoulder.. All I knew was that it felt good to have her there. I looked at her in the mirror. She was smiling, her straight long blonde hair falling delicately over her breasts. “What are you doing?” she asked softly, taking the pair of white cotton panties from my hand. I couldn’t say anything. I just stood there with my mouth open, realizing that I was still wearing Beatrice’s pastel blue silk panties, which were now covered in cum. “Very cute,” she said, “You’d better change out of those and come back. I peeked around the corner one day as he was downloading some movie. I know downloading movies take a long time but it was only a minute or so before he was done. Obviously I had come by just as his download was finishing. I wasn't surprised when he reached up and turned on the speakers, clicked his mouse and started watching the newly claimed movie.Since it was rather warm Daddy was wearing a pair of baggy shorts. I was just about to dash off when he turned partly towards the door not wanting.