Kathy, or rather Trixie, couldn't keep her barely clad ass still and wandered the living room in a pair of sky high heels aimlessly giving her butt ch...eks a workout while keeping her tits jiggling non-stop. Garry gave me a pointed sort of look of frustration and I agreed with him. It was time to put an end to this shit."Slut, come over here!" I bellowed, calling Trixie back into the room to give us what she'd been wanting to do all evening long, which was give us a proper show."Stop all that. ”“Oh, dear, she’ll need therapy. I’ll talk to your father and see if we can get her some help.”“Hey, Mom, Dad threw us out, remember?”“Don’t be a smart-aleck. Your father didn’t mean it. Go to bed. You look exhausted.”“I’ll wait up for Stephanie.”“Alfred can wake you if anything changes. Go. To. Bed.”“Yes, Mom.”Natalie perched on Stephanie’s old twin bed and listened while her daughter verified everything Jason had said. Before winding down, Steffi added that everything was all her fault. She. She lowered her head and started to suck it, I felt her warm tounge licking the head and I felt inbetween her legs she was soaking, I pulled her panties to one side as I probed her pussy my finger slipped in as she moaned. I helped her up and took her clothes off I noticed she had her nipples pierced I bent her over and slid my cock into her pussy, she groaned as I went all the way in.She said take me daddy as I moved slowly in and out of her pussy my cock shinning with her jucies, my cock. Barbara’s blue eyes shot daggers in Mike’s direction. She would never consider her perfect daughter capable of doing anything wrong.“He called her Miss Courtney sometimes too,” I admitted. That was true. Stefan has called her Caporal more often, but in polite conversation, he referred to his sister as Miss Courtney during the day, to distinguish between which of us he was talking with.“You didn’t touch each other or do anything else?” Mike asked me the question to be clear on what happened. I.