I kept on turning the pages with my right hand was asking her about the people in the pics and she was replying but her voice was getting horse due to...excitement. Ten minutes passed by i did not do any thing but she pushed her body forward and this my fingers toushed her cunt and a sigh escaped from her mouth.I pushed my middle finger between her cunt lips and at the same time i was asking her questions that just pretending that i knew nothing as what was going on.Now i bent my head closer to. ”“And what would that reason be? You wanting more alone time with me? Brock, you already made a pitch for me to dump Vince for you. Do you want me to end tonight right now?”“I was hoping but I realize how asinine that was of me. I thought Stacey and Laura would help get Vince’s mind off tonight so he’d relax more and enjoy himself and not be a wallflower while we’re dancing.”“Let me make this perfectly clear, Brock… if you are the reason that Vince uses the red safe word, I’ll call Lesha and. “We are being punished, Sir,” I answered. My sister had been the one to admit she was titty fucking the umbrella so I felt it was only fair that I do the same this time. It was mortifying to tell this boy who was younger than Jessie that I was being punished but more so to refer to him as ‘Sir’.“Why?” he asked us as he made no secret about staring between our legs.“We laughed at a man when his toupee fell off, and we shouldn’t have done that. It was rude, Sir,” I explained.“That was my dad,” he. We had an unspoken rule of not talking about her. I waited for a reaction. Why do you think that is? She asked instead. I was baffled, I dont know. How could I. Did she somehow know my wife wouldnt be coming. But how could that be. Do you talk to my wife? Were they in this together some how? Hell no! She said angrily. Well you have some great intuition. She slapped me in the top of my head, you idiot, think. How is it your wife always works late, and Im able to sneak out of my fathers house.