'Nothing if he doesn't know'.'Well he won't know,if i don't tell him.But that depends on you'.I realise i had been set up and that the daughter had go... hold of her mums phone.I wondered what she had in mind but it soon became apparent.She pulled the bedsheets back and pulling her little skirt up to her waist she revealed a nicely shaven pussy.'I have freshly shaven my pussy this morning and i want you to lick it for me'.I was a bit hesitant and she must have noticed this as she said,'Are you. They didn't understand the relationship Joyce and I shared. It was a complex compact where we had intertwined all of our lives in a symbiotic state of connections. We both had understood that all of our interests were joint and mutual, and that neither would do anything, or refrain from doing anything to protect all those interests.Joyce had failed to perform her responsibilities at a time when I was unable to protect any of these interests myself. She had allowed my children to be scattered in. It still sounded like something coming from miles away and I couldn't quite make it out, but I think she was trying to tell me to be calm. My fear turned to absolute shock when I felt her palm slide down the length of my belly and up between my legs. I gasped out of fear and humiliation when I felt her hand explore my girlhood and run a finger slowly over and around my clit. Yet it sent a secret thrill of excitement through me at the same time."So this is what it is like to be touched by. This meant that they were going to lock themselves in their bedroom and have sex. Jean and I had picked this up a long time ago and we would sneak over by the door to their bedroom and listen to them screw each other silly. This happened a couple times a month and we never missed it.“Don’t you k**s stay up too late” she warned “Jeff has to go to work in the morning.” She kissed us both good night and hurried off to join Dad.We gave them about thirty minutes and then Jean came over and crawled.