And you mentioned Halloween; didn’t you say they weren’t impressive?”“No, I didn’t. I said that they aren’t as impressive as you all think... Those two things are VERY different!”I chuckled, “Nice way to turn my own words back on me.”“It’s not my fault your memory was faulty.”“I do remember the dance,” I said. “And after this little bout of verbal jousting, I have to ask, was that dance a seduction attempt?”“I was curious what you would do. I’d seen your dance with Liz, and some with other girls. . And here is the funny part... the door opened and her sister was there... the situation couldn't be worst... I was like 30cm inside her ass... and they look at each other... the 3 of us petrified... and to make it perfect... she started to have a crazy shaking orgasm... my whole arm was trembling inside of her... her pussy was squirting all over the floor... and me and her sister we didn't know where to look at! Today I remember it as something awesome... but back there I really didn't know. "The skipper, Popeye, has taken over the master's suite. He's drinking heavily so we may be able to get them out and hidden while he is unconscious. But we must be careful."It was a pious hope and overlooked the fact that, with a couple of gills of overproof rum beneath his belt, Popeye became mentally unbalanced. While the girls and I talked he decided that Basil Bundy was the cause of his misery. Not only did he imagine the flabby singer had plotted the ambush, which had seen Popeye's. Yes, Mom. I know. Melissa gave each soft firm nipple a good pinch. Tatum winced and moaned. I will be your lover and your mother from now on do you understand? Your little cunt is mine. Melissas hand cupped her daughters wet little pussy, pulling aside the panties and parting the lips and suddenly jamming her middle finger in. Are you mommys little slut? Oh, Oh, mommy yes, said Tatum looking down in disbelief as her mother rapidly finger fucked her tight wet cunt. Oh I want it mommy, make me.