She stopped on her way back to look at me on the sofa, as if to make sure I wasn’t awake. I held my breath and lay absolutely still, perhaps a bit t...o still. As I tried to up my fake sleep acting by turning and tucking my arms in to my thighs, I could still feel the wetness of my cum filed pyjamas. Thank god for the darkness, or she would have definitely noticed the outline of my cock in the cum drenched pyjamas.She seemed to be satisfied that I was asleep but instead of heading back to her. The first lacing was followed by adjusting my titties in the open cupsand attaching my stockings to the eight garters - all covered in whitesatin and lace and ending in satin ribbon tabs. Then came the secondlacing - to the point where I could barely breathe, release from thebar, another tittie and garter adjustment, and the final tying-off.She tied a red and white satin and lace peenie petal under my clittyand tiny plums and attached a little silver bell with a long red satinribbon that was. Jed's mate lay on the sand and Brett and Jed lowered her cunt downon to his cock. They bent her forward so Jed's mate could suck on her littlebudding nipples. Then Jed kneeled behind her and started to push into herasshole. She cried out in pain but that spurred them on."Shut up cunt," Brett said. "You'll learn to love it." And as he watched hisown son double fucking his own little girl with his son's best mate he said:"Now I'll mark out this bitch so he's our property for always."With that he. .“Yeah, I know.” Nathan swiveled in his computer chair to face me. He leaned against the armrest, fist pressed against his cheek. “You were peeking through the door.”“You knew?” I asked. I didn't catch his eyes shift toward the door that night. Not once. “How did you—?”“You left the door cracked, Rena.”Duh. “Oh... right.” I fell silent. I wanted to say something, but the right words eluded me. I hadn't thought of what to say beyond telling him that I saw him and mom fucking. Nathan just sat.