I waited until she was finished to talk to Astrid."We need you to tell us what to do to help you" I told Astrid. "Please tell us! I'm not sure what to...do!" Yes," she whispered. "Turn off the vibrator! Oh God, turn it off," she pleaded. It took me several seconds to figure out where the switch was and turn it off. Astrid was very quiet for a while. She had stopped shaking but was still breathing hard. She appeared to have stopped crying for a while anyway. Sandra reached out to massage her. I don’t know what Tricky Dick spent marrying off Tricia, but even accounting for inflation, I had a terrible feeling I was going to blow that budget to hell and gone!I checked in with the Social Secretary from time to time to see just how elaborate this thing was growing. They had hired a professional wedding planner to assist them. They couldn’t use Marilyn’s wedding gown, since both the girls were considerably bustier than their mother had been at that age. Instead, Molly was getting a Vera. The way she rubbed herself in was enough to get me a hard on. Since it was Summer. I knew she would sunbathe more often. Naturally I made sure I could spy on her some more. One day however she caught me spying. And she was the type to shout at you but I never heard anything, In stead she remained lying there completely ignoring me thankfully. Days have passed and I met her on the street. You could tell there was something different about her. Her attitude was gone and she actually smiled at me.. Your hands rubbed the bulge in my pants and began trying to undo my belt. I reached up and squeezed your breasts. Your nipples were hard. You looked so cute in only your underwear and little t-shirt. I had to hurry! I reached down and undid my belt as you unzipped me. I let my pants fall to the floor and you slid my dick out of my boxers."Oh wow," your eyes grew large. "You're a big boy!" I kissed you some more and you started jerking me off. I let my feet slip out of my shoes and everything.