As we eagerly now fucked each other in front of our neighbours and friends, I glanced across at where my mother was, and could see both her and Mrs Di...on were now both rubbing each others pussies eagerly as they watched me fucking Mrs Tulley, and seeing that sight I felt spurred on to finish.I then looked back at Mrs Tulley, who was now staring right at me, and crying out constantly as we fucked "Yeeeessss! yeeeesss! yyeeeesss!" and she was now so into our fucking, she had stopped sucking cock,. .. the biggest thing that had happened to Cindy in the two months that she'd been there, occurred the next morning at precisely eight o'clock, when Betty showed up just as Cindy was finishing the last of her fruit and non-fat yogurt. She was dressed in a ratty-looking sweat suit, and she had a pair of rubber gloves clutched in one hand. Once she could find her voice, Cindy protested rather stridently, but Betty was not to be dissuaded. And so, together, Cindy and Betty finished the rest of the. What I found changed my whole way of thinking about my father. In the back of his regular movie tape cabinet, I was shocked to find a bunch of others that, once I pulled them out and examined, I realized were all relating to incest. No longer did I think that my dad had rented that movie accidentally. These were not rented at one time. Rather, it seemed like they had to be owned by him.As I quietly rummaged through these things my mind began racing. I couldn't help but come to the conclusion. ‘I’ve got to dash to the bathroom,’ I suddenly announced. ‘Please come back as quick as you can, Sweetie,’ mother implored, ‘I need you to keep me warm.’ ‘Oh, I will, believe, mom,’ I answered. The bathroom door was near the bed and easy to find in the dark and the sink with the medicine cabinet above it was right across from the door. I had seen a small jar of Vaseline there and with a little fumbling found it, opened it, scoped up a gob of Vaseline in my right hand, and smeared it on my cock.