"Oooh, yes! That's it! Fuck that pussy, professor! Fuck me real good."I was so close already, I didn't bother arguing the point. Except we were fuckin... bareback. There was a tiny part of my brain still operational after all. And it was telling me to pretend I had come, so I could get back in the house, and pretend this midnight pool party didn't happen.But that tightness in my groin was once again becoming unbearable."Shit! Shit! Shit! Oooohh, shit!" Then her voice got thick and low. "Fuck me. I think he knows.”I replied, “Oh, he knows all right. Your hands, tits, and face left clean spots on the hood. He even knew that you got it from behind.”Vickie said, “I hope my mother doesn’t find out.”I replied, “That is why we are cleaning Dad’s car so well. Then I have to clean the garage out. Want to help me with that too?”She replied, “Sure, why not!”After we had done a very good job on Dad’s car we started in on the garage. We took out the bicycles, the lawn mower, and the snow thrower.. Tori came in the room, fell down face first crying on the bed I had just made and started her usual, yet more overwhelming, sobbing. “David is such a jerk!” she pouted. “What happen this time?” I asked. “He and I have been living together for eight months now and he still giving me excuses WHY he hasn’t filed for his divorce papers to get rid of his wife or ex-wife or whatever. It makes me mad!!” she continued. “Have you told him this?” I asked. “Ahhh yea, about a hundred times. But he just. I closed my eyes and leaned back, gently rocking my hips a little upon the sofa as my cock pulsated in her hand. She picked up a little speed, jerking me harder and faster. I groaned slightly at being stroked off once more, in such a short space of time.What I didn't know, was that Julia had come down stairs and into the living room to see what was happening. She remained silent as she made her way over to the sofa and looked down at Amanda jerking my cock and smiling at her. She knelt down in.