Calls to Carl's phone went straight to voice mail. We didn't know what had happened. When Dad and I returned home, he sat with Mom and they mapped out...search routes. I would take Ed in my car and he and Mom would search in the other car. A note would be left to call and, if he couldn't call, to stay put until someone came back from looking for him."We left the next morning following the routes that Dad had laid out for us. We rode around following the map for about three hours when Mom called. She needed something in her pussy anything to quench the fires all those big cocks had lit. She straddled David's lap again, but knew he wouldn't be up for it for at least another twenty-four hours. Instead, she slid her hips back, her wet pussy leaking his liquefied cum onto his belly as she slid her crotch up over is chest. Leigh moaned as she shoved her pussy back into his mouth. David seemed kind of shocked at first, but the tip of his tongue came out and licked her tentatively. Soon, it. “Well then, let them.” And slipped her hand under my shirt to unclasp my bra and both its straps. “Gemma!” “Hush, hush,” she said, and trailed kisses along my jaw and down my collarbone, and neck. My bra, in all its pink frilly glory, dropped onto the floor with a dull thud. As if sensing my fear, she finally pulled away and closed the door behind her. The instant she left I felt the cold where her skin had been. Every part of my brain screamed at me to walk away. This isn't right. But. Her pelvis started to hump my fingers as I continued to go in and out of her pussy. I then found her G spot as I squeezed my middle and index finger toward the palm of my hand in her pussy repeatedly. She was splashing the water as her butt went up and down and she announced, “Oh God Uncle Stan I am going to CUMMM!” She arched her back to where her whole pelvis was out of the water. She held it there as I continued to rub her G spot in her vagina with my two fingers. She let out a loud.