Give me an hour. I’ll call you back.” She hung up.I had fucked Tiffany as soon as I came home, as usual, but I went to find her again. She and Mar...aret were in the living room chatting.“Tiffany,” I called her, “snack time.” I opened my pants, and Tiffany quickly moved to suck my dick. “Margaret, get ready to give your sister a nice drink.” Margaret lifted her skirt and started jacking off.Tiff was good at it, so it didn’t take long to get me hard again. “Ok. Enough. Turn around.” I moved her. I wrote skin and hair, as the instructor barked "Three minutes."Moments later with red felt pen in hand, I was called a lucky cunt as she turned to the second page. Not all of us pretty blue-eyed blonds are as dumb as Paris Hilton. And I have some more cleavage."Eat it? We don't eat anything the doctor doesn't prescribe around her you stupid slave! Show me where to torture you." And I lift my scrub blouse to expose that cleavage. After screaming from the ruler to my right nipple I told. ” He didn’t know it yet but I had been practicing and I was about to have a whole lot more fun before we were finished. I could feel my clit throbbing as I watched him getting ready to take his turn. I think he was getting rattled as he actually threw a gutter ball with his first shot. “Oh my” I chuckled again as I stepped up behind him and ran my hand down his bare ass “You’re gonna have to do better than that.” Reaching around quickly and squeezing his cock, I whispered “You might be getting. Not in the airport parking garage." I can't wait," I said. I reached behind her and gripped the bare cheeks of her ass. "How long ago did you change your mind?" I asked, rubbing and squeezing the firm, smooth, pliant flesh. I shifted my hands under her, lifting her, separating her ass cheeks and pussy lips as she wrapped her legs around my hips. "About a week after you left," mom told me, with a small chuckle.She was surprisingly light and I held her up easily as I changed her position and slid.