I was determined to find a way to get into a sexually suggestive conversation with Mom and maybe Dad, just to see if they would give even the slightes... hint about their meetings with all those men, or maybe lead the way to me fucking her. Mom and I always had a good, close relationship, and were able to talk about just about anything, even about my experiences with girls. She even asks me sometimes how I’m getting along dating girls. I decided to lead her into a much more revealing conversation. You can do this, she told herself as she reached down with a cum-covered hand. After a moment of hesitation, she wrapped her fingers around the surprisingly rigid spear. Determined to get it over with as quickly as possible, she started jerking her hand up and down. Oh yes! moaned Pussy. Faster! FASTER! Unfortunately, his encouragement only served to make the teen even more aware of the perversity of her acts. In an attempt to remedy this, she did the only thing she was certain would shut Pussy. And behind Catherine, licking alternately between pussy and asshole, knelt Bridget, her breasts hanging down invitingly, her necklace swinging in the valley between those glorious mounds."God I love it when you do that," Catherine whispered as she glanced over her shoulder, pushing herself against Bridget's face."Ms. Wilde?" Don't look so surprised Leslie. It isn't like you haven't seen this sort of thing before, or done it, for that matter," Leslie's jaw dropped, her reserve now completely. When the train arrived and we started to board, the shorter blonde german approached me. He must have known I didn't speak German, because he invited me for a drink in his cabin in English with a sexual German accent. Since I only had a general ticket without any privacy, I accepted the invitation.I followed them to their reserved private compartment and was offered a beer but the shorter blonde. The other German guy was tall and had short brown hair and a firm jaw. I said something to him.