The least he could do was afford them some privacy and bonding time after all the trauma of the night.Observing them from outside was like watching a ...ilent movie. Sayuri's face crumpled and tears streaked down her face as she picked up her daughter's hand and kissed it. And then she was nodding and talking, the other hand gently stroking Gwyneth's hair. The burden on his shoulders felt a little lighter, but the guilt still felt as black as tar in his chest. The only reprieve was that she was. Iwas given the awful job of cleaning it all up, scooping up Samantha’sshit with a paper towel and tossing it in a garbage bag. Samanthaasked if I liked her shit. I said “Sure! I’d like to eat it!” Ithought she had to know I was kidding, but she said, “We have to havea toilet, Mike. We can’t leave the store to go find another toilet,I’m afraid you are going to have be our toilet until this one getsfixed.” I was surprised to discover that I actually was excited aboutdoing this.So for the next. ... I'm actually already home. We wait to hear the shower turn on, and then make our move. We get out quietly, and head into my bedroom. We four ladies lay our naked bodies down across my king size bed. We continue to rub and play with each other. Gradually getting more and more ornery. Just before my husband shuts off the shower, my friend Kara and I get brave and decide that we want to eat each other's pussies. We both grab a set of legs, spread them wide open, and begin eating the other two. No doubt, he was getting a taste of his own cum from my mouth buthe didn't seem to mind that. I felt his hand reach into my crotch as heencircled my boner."It seems like you got a woodie just like your old dad. Now, I could jerk youoff like you did me, or I could suck you off like you finished with me,or........we could try something else that I think you'd enjoy even better.Dad reached into his nightstand and pulled out a tube of gel. He squeezedsome on his hand and rubbed my cock with it. .