The horses in the stable will hear.”True to her prediction, Father shouted. “He asked for my permission to ask for your hand.”That was unwise,�... Esther said, “but he reconsidered.”“All I gave you permission to do was to ride with him right home.”“And we came right here. I was in the stable when I accepted.”“And what were you doing in the stable?” Father asked.“Accepting his proposal, and asking him inside to hear my announcement to Mother.“You have not always been the most obedient of daughters,. They struggled to rush toward each other, between Carbone and myself. Carbone and I, though nearly spent from our few mad minutes of passion were craning our necks to watch, still hoping for more.The girls immediately lay side-by-side, propped on an elbow, in opposite directions to each other, lifting their left legs straight into the air. With their free hand, they continued to cup their vaginas, retaining their precious liquid contents. When they had both settled in, each girl released her. I haveto warn you that there is already a line of about 350 people down here. Here is a solution maybe, if you go to the end of your tunnel and waitthere, I am sure that in no time someone will come along that you willswitch with. That is unless you are a big guy, or a small girl. I knowthat everyone is upset right now, but in a year, ok, a few years you canlook back on this day and really laugh about it. Now to repeat that forthe new people . . . ."Carl had already tuned it out and was. I sneaked down the hallway and peeked into the family room.Oh my God!There were naked girls everywhere. They were all sound asleep or drunk and passed out. Either way, they were unconscious…and they were naked. There was teenage pussy, tits, and ass everywhere.My own daughters were right in the middle on their backs with wine bottles still stuck in their pussies. Well Angela had the neck of a Champaign bottle sticking in her pussy. I went to get my digital camera when I saw it on the coffee.