.. Join us...” Xiomara spoke like a zombie cultist.“I’ve got this, Xiomara,” I declared and she sat up sharply. She didn’t smile until Pat l...oked up at me.“You so don’t have this,” Pat snapped. She was embarrassed to be that angry. I leaned in once again. I was just inches from her ear and she felt softer under my arms. If I had kissed her, I’d have been ecstatic for hours. If I kissed her, I’d be rewarding her talking back to me. I smiled.“My girls are wearing dresses today.” The words came to. " What can I get you?" Something to drink." Have you had anything? Can you keep it down?" I'm nauseous but I haven't barfed yet." I'll get you some ginger ale. If we don't have any I'll run to the store to get it."My skin hurts from the pressure of the sheet. The skin on my face hurts from the pressure of the ambient air passing over it. All my muscles ache.She returns with a glass of ginger ale. I can't take more than a couple sips. My stomach is starting to hurt again. Then the need hits me. ”“I think you need to understand your daughter is a woman,” I said, moving on. “You're a woman, so you should understand the sort of desires she has.”“You think...” The mother swallowed. “Is she jealous of me because of her father?”I nodded. “She might be a little... flirty with him for a while. Let her. It's important for her to test out her sexuality. It's natural for a woman to compare herself up to her mother. To see if she measures up. She'll soon realize your husband isn't interested and. I rolled into my belly to hide my excitement. The two girls knew what they were doing. They looked at me as Beth ran a hand up under Susan's tight fitting top. When they stopped, knowing what they had done to me, both of them dared me to show my cock. I turned flushed red and instantly said no way. With both Susan and Beth being larger than me, a scrawny, pale 80lb weakling.....they overpowered me easily. My sleeping bag was unzipped. Beth sat on my chest pinning my arms down with her legs as.