We heard my husband’s key in the door and all we did was slide my skirt up so he could see my shaven cunt hang out while I ate Shelia's cunt. As the...door opened we both looked at my husband with a look that almost said oops we've been caught, and then we smiled as we saw my husband’s expression. " By all means ladies, do not let me interrupt" My husband said as he sat down across from us, turning on a lamp next to him so he could see what was going on. I began to fuck Deanna with my tongue. You killed my daughter, he growled at Morgan. You filthy little slut, you killed my baby. Morgan tried to protest, but Karl slapped her hard across the mouth. He dragged her across the room to where hed put a dog cage. He put a dog collar around her neck and locked her inside. There was barely enough room for he, so she had to crouch down on her hands and knees to fit. He attached a chain to her collar and hooked the other end to the top of the cage. Then he went around to the back of the cage. ”“Where do you want me to unload?”“My boobs, I think.”“OK, hold on first though.” We swapped positions, and she took her hand off and I pumped myself to a climax. I launched two spurts onto her almost non-existent breasts, as she squirmed in delight. She got a finger, scooped some up and ate it. She obviously enjoyed the taste, as she ate the whole lot.“Sorry, it’s usually more, but Fern has kept me busy.”“No, It’s fine. It’s still a lot though.”“That ain’t even a quarter of what I can do.”“Can. Touch my pussy, Baby.”Devan’s hand trembled, as he slowly moved his hand up her leg to her thigh, loving the warmth of her silky skin. He watched, as she smiled brightly… then he leaned down closer to his hand, as it went under her skirt. His hand trembled as his fingertips touched her wet panties for the first time.“Mmmmm…. Yes Honey…. your hand feels good on my pussy.” she whimpered. “Touch me harder, go on. You can rub your fingers harder on my pussy!” she urged.Devan did as she said, his.