When I stepped back into the room, Helen was sitting in the chair, shopping bags around her feet. She was cutting off tags from under garments."Do you...think she'll like this?" She held up a black silk camisole that had delicate lace around the breast area."It's beautiful." I swallowed and silently ordered my cock to keep still.Holding up a similar garment of lilac, she grinned at me. "You might feel safer in the kitchen."Tom was putting away canned goods in the walk-in closet pantry. There was. Her tongue was busily licking the underside of my shaft and knob with each bob of her pretty head. Jessica spread my ass cheeks and slipped the tip of her finger into my asshole which coaxed me into forcefully emptying my warm cum deep into her hungry throat. I groaned as it squirted from the tip of my jerking, twitching cock, shooting three thick ropes of cum down her throat. Her tongue rapidly bathed the sensitive head of my cock between each spurt which nearly drove me insane. I grabbed her. For four weeks they only left to sleep.Dad went back to Nebraska for the end of the school year in Fremont and promised to catch the next flight if we told him Lissa was in labor. He’d been taking flying lessons, but he was still hours of flight time away from his license. If there was no baby, he would be back the week before our wedding. Oke and Ken went back to Oregon to tend the crops and said they’d ‘be back for the wedding.’ None of us were sure if that would be on Monday that week or at. That wasn’t the fair at all, she was wearing the same pink ones as last night. “No of course I’m not! They’ll need a good wash. These were part of a set of three. Listen, you and Mummy tonight. She’s had a difficult time with Daddy. Make her happy.” This was not the way it was meant to be. It was meant to be the mother who told you to be kind to her daughter, not the daughter who told you to give her mother as much sex as she could handle – because that’s what she meant.I went below. “I heard.