She was pushing hard my head towards her pussy with her thighs. I shifted my attention from her pussy to her tender & soft thighs. I kept probing her ...ussy with a finger of my one hand started moving my other hand on her thighs. Then I started wetting her thighs with my tongue. Again I came back to her pussy and started smooching her pussy lips. They were swollen now & was giving me life time pleasure. I thrust my finger inside and started moving it around, probing and gently scratching at the. Damn it! What in the hell had I gotten myself into!? Looking at clock I happened across the wall my eyes landing on the calendar. It was October thirty-first. Groaning. I really hated this holiday. All Hallows eve, also called Samhain, the day of the dead. Right now I felt it was more than appropriate with the feeling of dread I was starting to feel.Sighing I looked at the clock seeing that I had almost ten hours before they came. Nodding to myself, I did the only thing a self-respecting person. As Cynthia was satisfying my daughter my wife got down on the floor behind her and started to lick Cynthia’s pussy. She gave it a taste and then she smiled at me before going back at it. What a sight to behold. Soon my wife rolled onto her back, Cynthia squatted down onto her face, and Tammy scooted forwards some more.When Tammy looked at my erection she said, “Daddy if you stand up here on the couch I can suck that for you.”Cynthia lifted her head and asked, “Tammy are you a virgin?”Tammy. "I looked at her, hoping that I had resolve her problem. I was still curious but in my mind it really didn't matter. I knew her and accepted her along with whatever shortcomings she perceived. I could only hope that my loving gaze across the pillow communicated that to her. Looking into my eyes she almost whispered, "Joe, I'm not white like you."It took me a moment to sift the mean out of what she had said. Of course she was white like me. The first thing I thought was that she was going to.