Crawl over here and thank me.”June crawled to the sofa and recited the words Autumn wanted her to.“Very good. Yes, you may lick my ass, but first ...o get me the timer from the kitchen.”June wondered why she needed a timer. “Do I have to crawl?”“No. Not this time. I like to watch your bare ass swing as you walk. Be sure to swing it a lot, like a slut.”It wasn’t enough that she had to walk naked with a bright red ass, she had to swing her ass like a slut as well, June thought. She did her very. "Why don't you take them off? I guess my stockings will stay up by themselves, as long as I'm lying down like this."It was a relief when he unsnapped the cute strips of elastic and tossed them aside. Kneeling between her spread thighs, he rubbed his fingers up and down the length of her cunt-gash.Lying with her thighs straight out and down flat on the rug, she rocked her ass up and down against his movements, slipping the pussy-flesh through his fingers, making a glow of warmth travel up and. I didn't know what to say. I was busted. And yet it didn't seem like Mom had planned to say anything about it. I just stood there in shock wondering what the hell was going on. I knew I had to be in all kinds of trouble.After a moment of silence, with both of us standing there frozen to the spot like statues, Mom spoke up. "I.. I'm sorry, Son. I didn't mean to intrude. It's just that your sister was yelling so loudly that first time. I had to come see what was the matter..." Oh," was all I. 

I remember laying nearly breathless, yet all the same taking in deep gasping breaths when I could. It subsided relatively quickly, especially considering that my father had climbed up onto the bed and was on his knees, his adult cock just above my face. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know what he was going to do. I think I asked a question or two, or something, maybe I didn’t say anything at all. I was wiped out after that, but he asked, “would you like to help your father?” He said.