" "Because my brother thinks I killed my parents? Really? I've lived with that since I was sixteen, Damien. That's not new to me. So don't start with ...he therapy shit, okay?" "What happened, Jane? How could you have had anything to do with it?" "They were coming to pick me up, Damien! I was with my friends and decided I didn't want to stay over anymore. I wanted to go home instead of drink like everyone else. So I left, called my mom. My dad wanted to drive her since it was so late. They got. Bob had been hitting on me for months, so I slept with him, then told him he was the father. I thought I’d be better off. Instead, he gave us nothing but misery.’ Beverly’s tear streaked face reflected her sorrow. ‘It was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done. But I’m through paying the price.’ She leaned in close, and added, ‘I’m so glad we never had anymore kids. Frankly, I think Bob shoots blanks.’ Beverly went back to her seat. Sherry and Sam stared at one another, neither willing to speak. She was awake.“Is that sunlight?” she moaned as she pulled the covers over her head.“More correctly, the noonday sun,” Sara said. “Time for us to get out of bed and get on with the day, wouldn’t you say?”“Can we at least shower together?” Belle said, pulled the sheets down suddenly and looking to her mom with eager eyes.“I hope so,” Sara said. “You scrub my back better than your father ever did.”“Race you to the shower,” Belle giggled as she jumped out of bed and rushed back to the bathroom. Scooting herself forward, she adjusted their legs until their pussies were nearly touching."Oh my God, I've always wanted to try this," Trista's moaned."As have I," Terrana responded, pressing the heat of her pussy against the slippery mess of her sister's.Terrana grabbed her sister's leg just below her knee. Locking her fingers together and slowly started grinding her fat pussy lips against Trista.Nothing was sexier than watching Trista prop herself up, her tits leaking down her belly, with.