“She’s ready Jack!” the mystery woman said. That was Daddy’s name! The woman stood beside the couch, while Mommy recovered from her cums. The...woman was sucking Mommy’s juices off of her fingers one by one like a sweet treat. Mommy did taste good. They seemed to be waiting for something. I watched the tv as Daddy walked in, his hair a little longer and sporting a mustache. He looked down and whistled, patting his side and a huge dog trotted into the room. I turned my head to look at Daddy. Nothing happened that night, we all messed about and sang dirty dancing songs, laughing and enjoying each other’s company. But I noticed you, which I think was the whole point of the evening. You were pretty, a little unusual in my reserved British eyes having never seen a combination of Indy, gothic and rock chick spliced into one. You had braces, and small boobs probably 32 or 34 A/B not that I was an expert but they were in proportion with the rest of you as at 5’3′ with a small to average. She complimented me on it and then went on to grasping my cheeks and pulling them apart a little. She squirted some of the lube onto her fingers and gentle inserted her first finger into my hole. At first, the cold lube made me tense up, but after leaving her finger there for a while I began to relax and enjoy the feeling. She started to move her finger in and out, and I started to really enjoy the feeling, letting out little moans every so often. Sensing that I was enjoying it, she slipped in. "Oh, you look a little faint," Julie said, noticing that the secretary was staggering as she tried to move from behind her desk to the door that led to Jim's office."No, I'm fine," Bertha protested, trying to shove Julie away from her."Oh!" Julie cried out in surprise as she looked down and noticed that Bertha's nylons were soaked through with cooling snatch-juice. "Well, I hope you're feeling better," Julie smirked as she spun around and walked out of the office.Julie could still feel Jim's.