I’m rocking into his thigh and feel incredibly close. I almost don’t care if we are seen I just need it so bad. I feel heat in my toes all the way...up my body. It was like electricity pouring off of me shooting out through my pussy and nipples. I beg him again and again. “Please please please make me cum” he growls against my mouth and slides his hand down my pants. “Fuck you are soaked.” His finger slides inside me and then rubs along my clit. I am grinding him without a care and just need to. I couldn't make any noise so I had to do it very slow. After more than an hour, I was finally able to come and it was one of the heaviest orgasms I had in my life. Finally, I was ready to sleep.I looked over at Bettina’s bed and saw that her feet were making unusual movements. She was laying on her side with her back to me with one of her legs tucked up and it kind of looked like she had one of her hands between her legs. I was really not sure but it looked like she was masturbating as well. I. I ask her if shes worried about my cock not fitting inside of her and tell her not to worry because I’ll make her cum with my tongue. By this point I am high as hell and roll another joint for us to smoke when she comes over. It feels like forever but finally I receive the “I’m here” text.My heart is racing as I go down stairs, there she is… in a white dress with her blonde hair in the sun. She looks at me and says hi and I reply as well and we hug. I cant believe she is actually here after. .. different. Hell, if I didn't like these people, I would go screaming in the opposite direction, but all of them have been so nice to Kathy and me, that I know this will work out.The girls aren't much older than Linda. We went to Atlanta to pick up Arlene's friends only a couple of months ago, when she turned sixteen. Of course, now those three friends are Arlene's (what did they call each other?) sister-wives. How am I supposed to tell my daughter about this? "Hey guess what, Linda. Jeff is.