.. Please ... Can't we quit? I don't want to go back to the company ... I just don't..."Philip sighs. "I don't know, Ilene ... We ... We can't afford ...eaving our jobs, right now ... Your mother, our home ... And, I can't seem to find a job anywhere else ... I'm sorry, I..." Philip ... Please ... I can't see them again, do you understand?" Ilene cries. "What I saw ... What I was forced to see ... That ... WHORE, on top of you ... And, you were crying ... And ... And that other ... Fucking slut. Michelle was so hot and wet that I did not have any trouble finding the hole, but getting the head of my dick in was another story. I lined it up and put it where it should be, but it did not go in as planned. Where was the bliss? Where were the shooting stars and rainbows and unicorns and magical feeling that I had been dreaming about? Well, right now they were somewhere between the pain and agony of trying to get my dick into a hot, wet, waiting pussy and me not knowing how to put it in. She wasn’t wearing a bra.How Honey could stand naked in a room full of men and play pool like she did was amazing. Jaqui, on the other hand, played even worse. She didn’t sink a single ball. Her luck held, however, and Honey was kept to sinking only one or two balls with each turn. Honey sank her last ball and Jaqui’s luck held even then. Every one of Jaqui’s balls was in just the wrong place and Honey had to settle for a safety on the 8. It looked like Jaqui was going to miss her chance. The shadow of her dark pubes didn’t escape my vision either. I hurried back to my room and jacked off right then. Damn, Dad was lucky!Her daughters became much less modest too and triggered a lot more “self-abuse”, as the priest called it. It was mostly weekend nights so they hung around and kept trying to talk to me. I was shy, as I said before, so that must have made me a challenge. They began flashing me and watching my reactions. The weather was warming and we had a swimming pool. The final.