She quickly tried her husband again, but go not answer and then before she could lay the phone down, she heard what sounded like gunshots down on the ...treet three floors below her apartment. Naked, she ran to the window and peered out and down in time to see cops and several soldiers swarming around a car in the street. “HOLEE SHIT!” she blurted and ran back to her cell phone. Her husband’s line was still rerouting. In desperation, she called her boss. “Tell me you got something!” he demanded. .Holly watched her daughter’s orgasm and heard Greg’s guttural moan. She knew he was filling her daughter’s pussy with his cream. She came as well, fucking her soaking wet gash with her fingers and jamming her clit with her palm, all the while sucking on her daughter’s tit. She curled up into a ball, plunged her fingers into her cunt, and stared at her husband and daughter as they came together. “Oh, shit, this is so hot! Fuck her Greg; fuck your nasty, little, cock-slut!”“Oh daddy, yes, yes!”. You are welcome to use it too. We have blinds that will make this area private, because I do not allow any clothes in my hot tub. It messes with the chemicals in the water. Did you want to try it out?”Hazel smiled at Allison and said, “Maybe later.”They walked back into the house. Allison showed Hazel the living room and then down the hallway as they moved to the bedrooms. She showed her the main bath, the guest room, the study, and finally master bedroom. She had an enormous bed sitting in the. ’ I stroked Zophia’s hand, ‘Do you know when the best time to call Rita may be?’ The next day at her local time of 7 PM I called from my cell. A familiar voice answered. She was sounding like she was going to be confronting some phone sales jerk. All I said was hello, and I received silence in reply. It took a bit of time until I heard something. ‘Fred, I didn’t think you’d call. Sorry, but I’m a bit’ and she paused for the word, but the word never came out. I said, ‘How are you doing Rita?’.