Lisa grabbed my T-shirt and began to rub it all over her face while moaning and squeeling like a little girl getting it for the first time. Then she r...ached down and began to rub really hard on her swollen clit. "OHHHHHH,,,, AAAAAHHHHHhhhh,,, OOOOOHHHHHhhhhhh,,,UUUUUUMMMMMMmmm,,, OHHHHH RICKKKKkkk THIS FEELS SOOOOOOO GOOODDDDDD,,, OHHHhhhh,,,, " By now, I was slapping her ass cheeks with my hand, and with every sting I could feel her ass hole tighten around my straining cock, wich was going to. I exposed the eight scars on his wrist. I ran my fingers across each one.“You are strong. If you got through this, you can get through anything. You’re the strongest person I know,” I protested.“It’s not the same,” he said.“Yes it is!” I exclaimed, pausing to take a deep breath. “I don’t want you to go.”“Neither does Lexi,” he said, “But I just feel like it’s something I have to do.”I raised my voice, “But it’s not! It’s what dad wants for you. I wouldn’t be able to handle it here without you,. Now he was holding my mom’s back/ass with both of his hands and started stroking. He was pulling his cock more than half out of my mom’s pussy and again inserting it back with full force. My mom’s boos (good size) were moving forward and backward with strokes of my dad’s cock. I was seeing my mother was being fucked and I was feeling happy/good about this. I considered myself lucky to see my dad fucking my mom. They were telling something to each other which I could not understand. My father. “We have new information about prime suspect Judith O’Hara in the Catawba River Killing. After the break.”And so Andrea and I, holed together in our hotel room, had to endure an endless series of advertisements for local realtors, automobile sales and legal services until the news reader appeared on the screen again.“The body of Judith O’Hara, the English rock guitarist the police have been looking for, has been found in Rock Hill less than a quarter mile from the scene of the horrific murder.