Don knew because he had counted them that morning in the office. Wearily returning home, feeling tired and irritable, he wondered if his foxy little s...epdaughter would refuse herself to him again that night. For the last two nights, he had gone to her room and they had begun to make passionate love... the kind of loving he had come to crave from her tender childlike body, but she had stopped him always at a most crucial point... stopped him and sent him away as though he were some kind of. Oh how I'd missed this. I opened my eyes and Mark had been replaced with Greg. He was working the shaft of his cock like there was no tomorrow. As we waited, I decided to help him along and began to feel Christie up. Her soft moans is what got him. Hearing her moan and seeing me play with her sent him over the edge and his thick gooey cum splashed onto my tits sending tingles down my body. As I moaned and reveled in Greg's gift to me, I felt Christie roll over to me and her tongue began to lick. It barely covers my butt and its sheer fabric shows just enough of me. I am beautiful in this, I don’t doubt as beautiful as you thought I would be when you bought it. It’s panties are lovely as well, really more lingerie than dressing gown but we can pretend that that’s inadvertent, a lucky second purpose, can’t we?You come up behind me. My eyes follow you through the mirror. Wordlessly, your strong arms encircle me, wrapping me in you. I smell your cologne, yet another way I mark you. I. I need to tell you too, I lost count in there somewhere and rather than count over, I stuffed a few thousand extra inside.“The reason I feel the need to do this, Helen told me she wants to come back and spend two weeks at your place in Mississippi, for the next three years in a row.”“Mr. Oliver, your wife will always be welcome in my home, and on any of my farms in Mississippi.”Helen was still with the others when I caught up with them. “Helen - Oliver and I had a long talk about - you, him,.