Lately, Ford had been growing his beard long like our dad’s, which made it harder to tell. The tickling of that beard hair on my inner thighs felt a...azing though.Both of their tongues were large and strong, so it was hard to tell which one was penetrating me. Whoever it was, they were doing a great job- I moaned, giving away that I was awake.Then I realized that the face pressed up between my ass cheeks was too narrow to be my father’s. I opened my eyes and saw my father’s smiling face next to. I quickly rinsed off, but before I could get the water out of my eyes, the intruder spoke. It was Johnny, and he looked extremely pissed. I couldn’t speak. I just stood there looking at him, afraid that he was going to curse me for what I had just done back in our room. Finally he spoke, scorning me, “What the fuck do you call yourself doing?” "What are you talking about?” I asked, afraid of hearing words I didn't want to hear. He seemed even more pissed by my pretense of innocence. He cleared. All good fun for those into BDSM. Now it was time to get into some serious cunt-lapping, pussy-eating, muff-diving, or whatever you wanted to call it. It was certainly the grand part of the evening. Both girls were seriously into eating cunt and loving the taste and smell. They were virtually chomping and chewing and lapping to their heart's content, and cumming all the while. Finally, as often happened to two such close friends, they erupted together, and began squirting out of their cunts.. Over the course of the next few months I think these sessions strengthened the bonds within our families and we all drew very close.During the summer holidays Charlotte had spent some time at Sam's home and her parents had made her welcome and accepted her as Sam's girlfriend. Sam had also spent some time with us at Castle Fortune and it seemed to me their relationship was deepening. They spoke to Lucy and me about their feelings for each other and said that they had applied to go to the same.