“No doubt,” she said, looking at me, eyes sparkling.A funny look flashed over her face. She raised her right foot and crossed it over her left kne... toward me, her eyes holding mine and she let her leg fall snugly onto the other.“Did your father say I should let the guys see what a lucky man he is?” she asked, eyes glinting.I nodded and Mom raised her right leg and pulled it to the side until just its ankle was resting on the other knee, opening her thighs to provide a shocking view for the. “And I’d hold you down while she did it,” said Bobby.“Why won’t you just tell me?” she moaned.He stopped cranking and looked at her. “Let me ask you a question,” he said. “How would you feel, if I told, say Horace, that I kissed you?”“I’d die of embarrassment!” she wailed.“Then why are you asking me to talk about Bev?”“So you’re not going to tell me what you two do?”“Nope,” he said. “Ask Bev. If she wants to tell you, that’s fine. If not, it’s between her and me.”“Are you going to kiss me. My legs sprawled out in front of me flanking your body... the soft suede of my shoes brushing against your cheek as you nuzzle up against them. You kiss frantically over them as you remove my shoes and toss them to the side. Repositioning until I sitting between your legs I bring one foot down over your raging cock and one up over your chest just out of reach of your lips. I begin to massage you slow and hard as you grab hold of my other foot rubbing your hands up and down the sole as I feel. "Is she getting all our cum from your pussy baby?" I whispered into Rachel's ear.Rachel merely groaned in response to my dirty talk. I pinched her left nipple, "I asked you a question, Rachel." Yes, she's going deep, licking...licking...hard, sir" Rachel grunted her reply.I let Rachel enjoy being eaten and continued to send shivers down to her core by cupping, pinching and generally playing with her tits and soft, smooth tummy. "Don't touch your clit Rach, let us do all the work, and keep you.