With an evil grin she said you are? In a millisecond she hit so buttonon a remote and a shackle had had grabbed my arms. She got up and rippedmy pants...down and I felt very exposed. But you know a thong really isn'tgoing help a once a month bleeding bitch!She ripped down the panties and produced a bikini style and pulled themup my legs, but stopping above my knees, and applying a thick pad or asanitary napkin. She yanked them up over my ass. And I squirmed. Hercomments to me were so demeaning. ‘Did you lose your set?’ ‘No, or I wouldn’t have been able to drive home, would I?’ Natalie answered a little too quickly. ‘I was just thinking I should have that spare set in case I did lose mine.’ ‘Okay,’ I agreed and I handed the keys to her. She must have found her car, but she was suspicious about how it got moved. Now she’d be more careful. As if on cue, Brook walked into the room. ‘Hey, Mom! How was Philly? Have a good time?’ she asked. ‘I didn’t go there expecting to have a good time,. I sat my lunch box on the kitchen table and grabbed a cold beer from the fridge. I killed about half of it before I looked for them. I glanced out at the pool and saw they had been swimming, the concrete was wet and there were a couple of empty beer cans. I started toward our bed room but noticed the door closed. I have learned if she closes the door she doesn't want to be Disturbed, so I sat on the couch to wait. In just over an hour I heard the door open and my wife and John came in the den. Wanna quit?” “Uh, I dunno-o-o-OH!” she shrieked as with four strokes he bottomed-out, balls-deep in her tight wetness. “OhhhhMyGOD! My daddy's fuckin' me...Ohhh Shit! My DADDY's FUCKIN' ME!!” Cindy mewled as he began his slow, steady pistoning in her love cave. God! Was she tight, but no virgin, she; he might even have to ask her about that sometime, but not now...Over the next minutes, Cindy came twice more, the latter a squirter, drenching both their legs as the incestuous couple continued.