Nothing. All I had to do was lie there so she could mount my cock and ride it. I wasn't complaining, damn her pussy was tight.It all started a couple ...f years back, not the i****t with my sister, that's new, Dad was the problem. He was screwing around behind Mom's back and was unlucky, sort of, to have a heart attack in the middle of a fuck with an u******e girl. She panicked and left but didn't call 911 and Dad died right there, in a sleazy motel room on the bad side of town. When I said sort. Evelyn was – well, not better than you, just different. Did that trouble you – seeing us doing it?” “No. It was kind of exciting. What about you seeing Alec and me?” “I have to admit there was a point when you had your ankles on his shoulders and I could see his – his dick going into you, I was so turned on I almost came.” “Does that mean you’d want it again?” “Would it be good if I did? Good for you, too?” “I think so. Do you want me to tell Evelyn?” “Yes. Did you know I’ve got her knickers?”. It starts around four o’clock and we’ll be home by eight or nine. Dress is very casual.”“Can I have fun?” he asked, pinching her ass.“Sure. I just hope you’re not bored stiff.”“I’ll be with the prettiest woman in the room, how could I be bored stiff?” She grabbed onto her hand and placed it over his cock. “This is what will be stiff.”Summer laughed and said, “But I have a favor to ask. When we’re there, stay with me.”“Sure.”“But I don’t want you to show me too much affection in front of my. “You always hate my boyfriends. Bob loves me. I know he does!”Alison buried her face in the cushion, sobbing as Charlotte attempted to hug her to comfort her.---------------------------Charlotte looked at herself in the mirror. She hardly recognised herself. Her brunette shoulder length hair was pinned up under the blonde wig. She was wearing full makeup with mascara, eyeshadow and a deep cherry red lipstick. She had forsaken her usual jumper and jeans for a skimpy top that rather accentuated.