It felt and smelled amazing, turning her into a clit licking animal. Sam was in heaven. She had her daughters pussy in her own mouth, and her daughter...was a pro at licking pussy. They 69’d each other, each enveloped in each others pussies. “Fuck! Come on baby, let me squirt on your face” said Sam.Sam reached her left hand down to her own pussy and stuck two middle fingers in. It only took a few strokes before Sam knew she was going to unleashed a wet hot stream on her daughter.Sam’s spine. I tried to speak, an unrecognisable noise and it felt like someone was using sandpaper on my throat.“Oh Karen! Here try some of this.”Something cold touches my lower lip, wet, my mouth is wet. I try hard and manage to swallow. The cold trickle soothes my aching throat a little.“That’s a good girl, try to rest now.”“Sharri?” My voice cracks.“Yes Karen, I’m here.” Her voice is a comforting balm to me something recognisable.“I can’t see you.”“Karen, you’ve been badly hurt. You have got some. His pupils so dilated his eyes look almost black. I can’t hold his gaze, so I press my lips together, turn my back on him, crawl onto the bed and assume the position - ass up, face down. The tried and true position of those about to be buggered.“Did you clean out your ass for me?” he asks offhand, the same way he would if he were asking Liza if she’d had a good day at work. Fuck, he’s rude! I want to snap at him, but inexplicably, all I do instead is give him the tersest of nods.“Hmmm,” he. Daddy found out and divorced her. He was always a drinker but lately he had drunk a lot more lately."Michelle didn't correct Marilyn's bad grammar like she did with her own kids."There is no one taking care of you?" she asked."No, ma'am, I'm all alone in this world," she cried once more."Can she stay with us?" Mike pleaded."At least for a few days," Michelle held Marilyn in her arms. "We'll wait until your father's funeral before making any decisions." May Mike walk me home so I can get my.