And so we dressed briskly, in silence.As we drove back to the warehouse, I asked Clare if she didn't love her husband anymore. Why else would she be d...ing this? She told me she loved her husband very much but that they had an arrangement which meant each could take a lover. She said that she and her husband had agreed to be honest with each other because their love was deep and real. Neither feared another could come between them.I asked her if she had told her husband about me. She said she. I moaned and he thrust harder and faster until he pulled out and pushed into my sister’s pussy. Daddy groaned and I guessed he was cumming inside her. I was a little jealous that he chose to empty himself into her and not me, but I knew that he had his reasons.“Oh God, you girls make Daddy feels so good. Natasha, why don’t you eat my cum out of your little sister’s cunt now. I want to watch you swallow every drop that drips out.”I obeyed my father by lowering myself on the bed. Lying. That's a sign of real friendship and love."Brianna blushed, but not at the praise. If Mrs. Mandrake only knew how much Brianna really loved her daughter, she might not be singing such praises.Daniel jumped up and grabbed the TV remote off the fireplace mantle and turned up the volume. Everyone turned their attention to the news, which was just starting. They led with a similar report as the evening news had, with additional quotes from local law enforcement and, to the girls' surprise, a short. I thought I would feel awkward, nervous, uncomfortable. But the truth was I was in a city where no-one knew me or anything about me and I soon stopped worrying and just enjoyed the experience. I focussed on the cheaper fashion stores, covering every inch of the floor space and making sure that I checked everything out from sports kit to formal work clothes, lingerie to evening wear. I loved the feel of the fabric in my hands, imagining how the clothes would feel to slip into and building up a.