“Okay! Let’s divvy out the jobs we need to do.” I said and suggested the three girls get the brown boiler suits either from different stores or ...n different days so it wouldn’t be suspicious each girl getting one and two getting two. Thinking I asked Alice,“Can you remember if the van has anything printed on the side and how the writing is on the back of the overalls?”After thinking for a bit, she finally answered,“I think so!”“I’ll get the transit and I have someone who can letter it but will. "Remember, relax." Taylor did as her mom had done and placed her hands on my ass, wrapped her lips over my cock-head, & took the previous 4 inches easier than b4, I felt her breathe out through her nose b4 trying a little more, then a little more. Soon I was sure she had a full 6 inches down her throat. I leaned my head back and felt her lips slide back up my shaft, b4 taking me again. She repeated this several times, each time seemingly getting easier 4 her, & definitely more pleasurable 4 me.. Once my orgasm subsides, I realize I was more aroused by seeing my daughter than Connie. I turn off the monitor and crawl into bed with my mind in a fog. I feel guilty about spying on my daughter, and confused about why I came so fucking hard. I fall into a restless sleep, vowing never to think of my daughter sexually again. Connie and Karla come down to breakfast, dressed in nearly identical short shorts and tank tops. They are both wearing bras, but they must be fairly thin, because I can. “We’ve got them ready for you.”Peggy had never seen the boys before, and neither had her mother. They both blushed a deep red. Joan tried to protest, but her gag only allowed moans to come through. Peggy started to shake with fear. Peggy was not gagged.“See, just like we promised you,” Robert said, waving a hand at his mother and sister. “All tied up and ready. You can pay us if you like them, and if you aren’t satisfied with what you do to them, you don’t pay.”The four boys looked at Joan and.