Mein Jungenschwanz pochte und drückte.Stiefvater fickte sie nun noch härter und schneller, das Bett quietschte im Takt laut mit, ich fragte mich, bi... wohin man das wohl hörte ?Nochmals schaute sie kurz zu mir, wurde aber wohl von seinen harten und bestimmt tiefen Stössen mitgerissen.Sie zog ihre Beine noch weiter an ihren Körper,ihr Bauch drückte sich zwischen ihre Schenkel.Das Straßenlicht gab mir einen geilen Einblick,wohin der Stiefvaterschwanz immer wieder verschwand.Ohne mein Zutun lief es. You and my mom are our cunts. All four of us know that. The best way for you to enjoy your cunthood is to serve your masters. In fact, while you switch, how about a couple of kisses between our favorite cunts?"I whispered into mom's ear again, "Make me proud now, soak your fingers in her pussy, have Shawn lick them off.Fucking people are weird, Shawn and I had been doing our mothers for over a month now, I had been fucking his mom on the side for the last two weeks. I had set up this foursome. ”I wanted to groan since it was as though she was still suspicious of me for helping her.“About my future, yes - about my studies, not really. Not that there really seem to be many choices for us first-year students.”“Still, do you want me to join you there?”I turned to look at Linnea, just to be sure she was serious with that question. It seemed that she was, as usual.“Linnea, I won’t order you to do anything. You are your own person and you make your own decisions. That’s the way I was raised. Lisa and I were in all of the photos on those occasions, but her “father” was notably absent—just as he’d been absent from most of her life. Lisa wanted revenge on Marcie almost as much as I did.She was waiting for me on the sidewalk. I took her small duffle, wedging it between the cage and the side of the vehicle. Lisa hugged and kissed me before we drove away, back to our small city and beyond into what had once been the home of many farms. Now there was only one even though there were no.