I sat back down on the couch and put my feet up on the table, bending my knees and spreading my legs wide. I had two fingers buried deep in my pussy w...ile I was thinking about Enrique…It did not take long and soon I had a wild orgasm on my fingers. Then I heard a soft knock at my bedroom’s door.There was my father in law, with a huge erection under his pants,I smiled and told him I had just got my first orgasm by myself.But I wanted to cum a lot more and I needed his help for that…I teased him. "Helluva good fuck, Brian. Helluva good fuck."They talked for quite some time before Sig called Sandi to drive Brian home. He said, "Your mother won't know. She won't be there til morning." Sandi arrived and before Brian left, Sig said, "Next week, Brian. Tuesday."Brian could barely conceal his excitement. Sig wanted to have me suck his cock again! Sandi seemed high on something and, while Brian was not in the habit of looking between girls' legs, he noticed there was no can of beer between. I wiped off my boots before entering the back door and found Mrs. T-- waiting for me near a glowing fireplace. "Sit," she said, waving at a chair. I sat. "You were just a bit precipitate," she said, still standing. "You should have asked first."I nodded."But they were a foul and empty pair. It was my mistake for encouraging them."I nodded again and smiled."Now," she said, coming to stand right at my knees, "I have another request."I reached out and put my hands on her trim waist."My," she said,. He found the vehicle and was soon heading back from the arena towards his home about ten miles away. As Tracey got closer and closer to where he lived he started smelling smoke in the air. As he pulled into his own street he realized with a sickening horror that that smoke was coming from his own home.Tracey’s car screeched to a skidding halt as he leapt out to see billows of black smoke fuming out of the back windows in large thick plumes.“VANESSA! VANESSA!” Tracey screamed. “VANESSA! CAN YOU.