I then removed the hand in her pussy from the back and worked my way back to my feet and slowly pressed my thriving cock to her butt hole, but put no ...ressure, I just let it rest there while my hands returned to her vagina. Now that I had her completely naked, I put my index finger in between the flaps of her pussy. I rubbed up and down, up and down her bald pussy as I heard the slightest moan escape the mouth that just sucked me off. I let my left arm move all the way up her body, feeling. When I got back dad was gone, mom still spread eagle on the floor seemingly exhausted, I went out to the backyard to find my father still as naked as me with a shovel digging a large pit, A smile on my face, "He is really going to spit roast me, now I will get to find out if it really was pain or pleasure that girl Susan felt when she was roasting" I thought to myself.An hour later the pit was dug, filled with charcoal and the spit brackets were set up, all that was left to do was drive that. Katie turned toward the driver again and slowly unbuttoned her last button. Holding the hem of her blouse she slowly began to open it up, now showing both of her boobs all the way to the nipples. Now placing her arm across her chest, she pulled one arm free of the blouse, keeping to the other arm across her chest, she completely removed her blouse. She covered her boobs with one hand and holding her blouse in the other. The driver gave her a shot from the air horn. Katie dropped the blouse to. “Yeah, I know. It’s a pity we didn’t have some foreknowledge of how it would play out.“All the detective knew was that he was having an affair with Nicki and that other woman up in Doncaster, in Yorkshire, but he hadn’t got any details on the husband of the woman he was having a fling with up there, so there was nothing he or we could have done to stop what happened. It’s not our fault...”Sally finished his sentence: “I know that’s it’s not our fault. So why do we feel guilty?” She then burst.