He set a glass of orange juice and a plate of the bacon and eggs in front of her and set a plate for himself. Amy drank all of her orange juice but ju...t picked at the bacon and eggs."I don't want anymore," she said.Brad finished his breakfast. He picked up the plate; silverware and glasses scraped the plates into the garbage disposal and put the breakfast dishes into the dishwasher. Amy sat in silence staring at nothing. Brad didn't speak to her knowing that she needed some time for her own. And as asked she slowly pulls her knickers down her thighs over her knees and then she kicks them off. She is lying on her back with her legs closed; I move forward, I see Lyn has turned over onto all fours. I want you to go doggy style, love the guy with a beard asks. And Lyn moves to the centre of the bed. Spread your legs and arch your back, that’s it .now lower yourself down and put your ass into the air. We can’t see your pussy; come on open your legs wider so we can see it. I watch as Lyn. "Me? It’s caaasual day, baby; like the last eight days."She chuckles; I ask, "Are you excited? " I’m vvvery excited. Someone will be completely spoiled after today."Dirk shows up. At the sight of Emma, the grin appears instantly; he slows his moves."Oh, hello." She says, lowering her sunglasses."Finally, you came to me too, huh?" He says, full of high hopes. Still the arrogant bastard."What’s he talking about?" Emma looks at me making a very serious face, and Dirk gets a bit confused again. He. I noticed how the shorts rode up on Alyssa. She had the same bubble butt as Faith. I then looked around for Mom and found her sitting in the breakfast nook, staring out of the bay windows to the field behind our house.As I understood it, we only owned the immediate half-acre the house sat on. The field behind the house belonged to a neighbor who intended to use it for growing crops. I never recalled any crops grown out there. When I was young, I enjoyed running through that field. That was long.