DAD? Are you okay?" she cried.Scrambling dazed, and a little disorientated from the unusual position she found herself in, she moved rearward, climbin... over the jumble of belongings.Moans from her parents told her that at least they were still alive, and she struggled to climb out the rear door, which was buckled from the crash. Moving round to the front she saw her parents hanging from their seat belts. Her father had blood dripping from a cut over his eye, and was moving sluggishly as he. It was an amazing sight for me, and while I didn't remember much of the context around what I was doing, I did know that having her with me would make this night a lot more bearable. She saw me out of the corner of her eye, ended off the conversation she was in, and walked over to me."Care to dance," she asked with a smirk.I closed my mouth quickly and replied back, "gladly".And so we danced, giggling at our own jokes, sharing banter with one another, and having as much fun as we could in this. I offered them to Sir Rupert whose hand trembled slightly as he tookthem. He glanced quickly round to see if anyone was watching themlifted them to his face and breathed in my smell. I blushed withembarrassment."Thank you so much," he murmured passing two fifties to me. "I shalltreasure them."I didn't know quite what to say, so I just nodded.Sir Rupert carefully folded the panties then put them into the insidepocket of his suit jacket. "Can I see you again, Penelope?" he asked,"Would love to". Since my cock had been hard for the last couple of hours, I figured I’d jack off while Kitty was taking a shit.I was just getting to the point where I knew I’d be cumming soon when I heard her.“Don, can I ask you something?”“I’m still using the pot, hun, I’ll be out in a minute.”Then the door pushed open and there stood Kitty with her bare ass towards me, and she was bent away from me slightly…enough for me to see that lovely little, clam shaped, cunt between her legs. “God, Don, I can’t.