Michelle got into the action as well. Her hand covered mine as together we played with Sara. Michelle, probably for the first time in her life, inser...ed a finger into a pussy other than her own. Two fingers, one rough man finger, the other a soft feminine finger then teased Sara’s insides. I kept my finger inside while Michelle, now not afraid of touching a women, tended to Sara’s clit. Soon it was too much and Sara had an intense orgasm. It was time to taste some of Sara’s snatch. However,. “Well this is the best good morning I've ever had” I stretched out and my eyes came into better focus.“Morning baby, I saw your morning wood and thought I'd help myself” she cooed as she slowly jerked my cock in her hand. “Be my guest” I said as I put my hands behind my head and relaxed to the feeling of my moms mouth around my cock.Like in the shower last night she was going at a slow steady speed and it was feeling great. Her lips were tightly wrapped around my shaft as she slowly moved up. I went around the bed and pulled her into my arms and kissed her thoroughly. My excitement was quickly evident."Keep that thought for later." She said as she pulled away gently. "We need to be seen and not heard. Your mother is going to be busy making plans and will need some help." Okay, okay, slave driver." I kidded. As I turned she popped my butt just enough to get my attention.She smiled. "Get dressed." We dressed and left our room. We found my parents in the kitchen drinking coffee and. Quickly FBI knew who it was. Cindy confirmed she recognised theface of her torturer on the photograph of his driver?s license. The autopsy confirmed that the person wasalive when buried. He should have suffered terribhlyduring several days, not only from the tortures, but more from the fact thebladder was closed and that the urine infected his bladder and body. Theparents of the children reacted of course with approval. Whoever did this, was an hero, was the opinion of most of them. Only some.