Finally, Nurse Cloë, who had looked after both girls for as long as Lizzy could remember, nodded her awareness of Lizzy’s adoption, with tears runn...ng down her own cheeks. Everybody knew that Lizzy was adopted, that her ‘Daddy’ was not her natural father. Everybody knew, that is, everyone except her. Lizzy had long ago accepted that Molly was only her half-sister. ‘Daddy’ married his second wife, Molly’s Mummy Mavis, when Lizzy was about five. Lizzy called her Mummy immediately, not knowing. I still love you, Jake, but let’s be honest: you’re a pussy. I had to shoot you just to make you get in a car.” I didn’t have a retort for that, and I knew Ally was right. Even if I had believed a word she said, I would have simply barricaded myself in my room, popped my pills, and hoped nothing bad would happen. At least, I knew that much about myself. “You’re right,” I sighed, and sat down on the bed next to Ally, “I’m a pussy. That’s what happens when you let someone else take control of you. Ali grabbed her hair and pushed Kelsey’s faceon to her mound. Back and forth we used Kelsey’s mouth to pleasure us.Ali and I kissed and ran our hand over our bodies and Kelsey switched her mouth back and forth between us. We stepped out of the shower and I put Ali’s beautiful butt up on the sink counter. I grabbed Kelsey and moved her on the floor between us. “Lick my balls, suck on them, lick my ass.”Ali Laughed. “Don’t forget me bitch.” “That’s it girl, tell her.” I chimed in. As we. The taste of my wife’s cum on his girthy pud drives me wild as I submissively milk him, all the while swallowing generous gulps of his creamy precum. “Don’t forget my balls,” he reminds me, and I happily oblige, gripping and lifting his thick cock in my fist, burying my face into his nutsack and sloppily groping each plump, fleshy orb with my mouth.As I feast on her lover’s superior crotch, I vaguely notice the sound of my wife getting out of the shower in the adjoining bathroom. It does not.