Then she took a deep breath and started talking, concentrating, as if trying to describe a scene from a film.'We were in bed and Elena was asleep, and...I thinking and the doorbell rang.' She looked up. 'You're going to think I'm an idiot.' Probably. 'Probably not. So you answered the door and... ?' Her first mistake was to say, 'Who are you?', rather than 'Who's Elena?' when a voice said he was Pablo, and had a message from Elena's sister. I sat up as if I'd been goosed. 'Sister?' Pilar shook. Suddenly the shower flow ceased and she looked up pleadingly, doe-eyes appealing for clemency. Joel merely shook his head and gestured her closer. He knew damn well Pete needed time to dry, to brush his teeth, to shave and to preen himself. There was PLENTY of time, plenty.Natalie didn't seem to share the optimism, willing an early end to the ordeal before it had even begun, fingers reaching urgently for his cock, craning to bring it to her soft lips. Hot breath warmed the tip, eliciting. So the screaming had stopped. My father saw the light on and went to switch it off. He screamed "I knew you MILF, I knew that you were fucking the driver" to the driver who was by that time having body shots of his own cum off my mothers' breasts he said "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"He said " Sir, Madam used to walk naked in front of me, trying to seduce me"Dad in a fucking rage tied moms' hands and legs together with her own gown and threw her on the floor breast side up. He then said to her. Tongues fighting for control. Moaning into each others mouths. I almost came the exact moment he slipped a finger inside me. He pulled it out and slowly ran it back up to my clit, circling around it. Down it went again, he slipped it inside, this time going deeper. I softly cried out. He was driving me crazy and he knew it. He slowly stroked his finger in and out a few times. Again, he withdrew and slipped it in circles around my clit, making me jump. When his finger went down again, it was.