Lynn squeaked and took a deep breath and held it as she came. After what felt like many minutes, Lynn exhaled and panted several times as the aftersho...ks rolled over her. She clamped her legs together squeezing Erin’s head. Erin knew this was actually a hug and returned the leg hug to her smaller wife’s head.Lynn rolled off of her spouse and moved to her face and kissed her deeply.“I love you forever, Mrs. Erin O’Dell. I am going to get a shower and go downstairs to get breakfast for me and see. I prefer the sheer ones, that display sweaty little sex lips through the gauzy material, or the tiny g-strings, pulled up tightly into hairless young slits and snuggling comfortably between their delicious little ass cheeks.Some wear nothing under their skirts and dance with legs apart, deliberately allowing the skirts to ride up over their hips in a blatantly erotic display of sexuality. These are the ones I really love to explore as unseen, I slither up between their heaving thighs and nestle. The kissed a little but mostly they justwatched the screen and finished another bottle of wine between them.Both their minds were racing, what were they to do next? Then there wasthe awkward discussion about sleeping arrangements. Jennifer refused toallow Mason to give up his bed for her."It's like this Mason. You're the human, I'm the 'skin-job'; thereforeyou get the bed and I sleep on the lounge." Jennifer was adamant."But I'm the man and you're the woman so I should," Mason. My heart had sunk into my stomach and I felt a chill run down my spine. I knew what was going on. A strange sense of curiosity had come over me. I was deeply disgusted by what was happening but I needed to see it with my own eyes to confirm my suspicion. Twisting the door handle slowly being sure not to make any noise, I opened the door to a crack. Just enough to see inside the room. I knew it. My fucking daughter was sucking her own Father’s dick. Ronald was standing while Michelle was.