As the next several weeks passed, we had little opportunity to be alone. Sure, quick chats in the halls, furtive make-outs in the stairs, but not what...we both seemed to crave. Vacation was coming up, however, and our time would arrive. We met by the bus stop near my house. Middle of the day, no parents to avoid, no neighbors home to witness. We quietly walked to my home, entered the small brick structure, and swiftly moved to my bedroom. There, she softly pushed me down to the bed. Words were. Tonight we have parked the car and are making out. It doesn't take long before my blouse is unbuttoned exposing my breasts and my skirt is around my ankles. I really get off being finger fucked in my pussy while sucking her big strap on poking out of her jeans.I turn my head and see Sue's butt in the air her big puffy pussy lips and her cute little asshole through the gap between the seats. Sam grabs my hand and puts it on my daughters pussy lips, Sue wiggles her butt and pushes back my fingers. Desiree gasped. She started to reach for the hand. Jason’s fingers turned slightly. Sharp pain shot up and into her breast. “Ow! Ow!” she cried.“Hands down,” he barked.Desiree obeyed, whimpering. He loomed over her. “I didn’t tell you to argue.” He turned his hand a fraction of an inch. Desiree’s knees buckled. “I told you to REMOVE your skirt.” He released her nipple. Desiree clutched her teeth together as the sensitive nub refilled with hot blood. Her breast throbbed. Jason’s eyes bored into. She griped about not having meat or something really creamy to eat. Her mother didnt catch the implication, nor did she see the quick wink and smiles between daddy and daughter. As soon as supper was over, Josie went to bed while Don and Jamie cleaned up the kitchen, Sneak upstairs and check on your mom, Honey. If shes sleeping good, we need to have a serious talk&hellip, in the basement, understand? Of course Jamie understood. The basement was the familys guest room, complete with a queen bed.