"You bad doggie."Pepper opened his eyes and looked at the naked child. He whimpered. Crawling on his belly, he inched closer to Nancy, resting his hea... on her thigh.Nancy petted his floppy ears. "You're a bad doggie," she giggled. "I didn't want my asshole fucked." She bit her bottom lip. It had been fabulous.She pushed Pepper away and stood. Her legs were weak. Naked, she padded to the kitchen and ransacked the fridge. Getting her asshole fucked had given her an appetite.Pepper sat obediently. During one of these stories I discovered that Carol's nightshirt was just as loose her Mom's pajama top. We were all sitting on the floor. Aunt Linda was hugging a pillow, so there was no chance to see anything. And then Carol spun around from sitting Indian style to lying on he r belly, propped up on her elbows. I got a great view of her ample 14-year-old cleavage, and nature took over... or at least the darker side of my nature!I grabbed Tyler and began to wrestle with him in one of the rare. I was still so steamed that all I could do was rant for a couple of minutes—I think "stupid mother­fucker" was one of my gentler epithets—until I got her so upset that I wound up having to calm her down. It took half an hour or more before we were both back to ourselves."You did all you could, Jackie," she consoled me after I'd finally recounted the story coherently. "It's up to them, now." I hope," was all I could say.I got the upshot from the news again, the next day. This time the story was. Fifteen minutes later and nothing; we were going to go and then I remembered I should have switched the interior light on and off, P laughed nervously and said "Alright, go for it" so I did and almost immediately both guys got out of their cars and came over.They both stood her side and pulled out their cocks and started wanking.P watched them "hell look at his," she said "he's not fucking me with that" The guy she was referring to was certainly well hung, I felt ashamed. LOL."Well you could.