I used to finger her in bed so I knew the feeling of what it was like inside my own pussy and my sisters pussy, and my hand went hack up to his balls,...flapping around as he resumed humping her, this was something out of his wildest dreams, surely he never looked across at us and imagined himself being a bull in our bedroom, not that my sister was complaining, he was hitting her sweet spot every time as he bore down and ground into her.I stood up and slipped of my mini skirt and my top, noting. I fancy men. I do not fancy women. I never have and I don’t now.Although that ass... those legs and those pants and... that mouth. Oh my God! I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to hold her face and kiss her. On the mouth. This was new and frightening and could not be good. I’d be safer going back to barking and begging to be spanked harder! At least that was with a bloke. At least that was just kinky sex. Sort of normal. It didn’t lead to comfortable shoes and bad haircuts and unbearable attitudes.. Finallyshe cried out. "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!" Oh, what is it, Mary Jane. Now that you've so rudely interrupted, whatis it?" May I please be excused, Mommy?" What for?" Please mommy, I need to go potty." Well go on then. Don't run! Walk nicely like a good girl."Mary Jane did a hurried curtsey as she left the room and walked as fastas she dared to the bathroom. Once there it was seat down, panties down,sit down. Relief!Afterwards she flushed and washed her hands. She knew mommy could hearthe water. 1 of the women looked shocked, but the other 1 justsmiled & said something like "That's cute & KINKY". Both the guys just staredas Angel replied "Thank you." Then she & Becky closed 1 more button hiding theview most of the way. Their cunts were still slightly visible though & youcould see their tails hanging also. We gave the valet our bags from the trunk,got our tag for them & then went inside to check in.Carl & me had decided that since it was about 7:30am that we would go to ourroom 1st so.