Curling my fingers, she took my index finger and ran it slowly into her crease. My finger tip felt warm and sticky with her juices. With a sharp inhal..., she slipped my finger inside her pussy.My eyes must have looked like bread plates, as I felt her. Soft, warm, and so wet. She let out a faint moan as she pushed my finger in and out of her, faster and faster. She started to buck in bed, one hand on her tit with a tattoo of a moon peeking out from a pair of clouds. Before long, both her hands. So, looking directly into his eyes, I stood up, lifted up my top above my knickers, easing them over my hips, the fabric clinging to my pussy lips and thighs, until they slithered down my legs. Still looking at Robin, with my right foot, I flicked the knickers towards him, landing on his bare chest. I stood motionless, with my top still raised, allowing everybody a clear view of my legs and pussy, for ten seconds before returning cross legged to the floor. Robin could hardly pick up the dice. ’ I opened the glove box and opened the envelope. Five pictures, in color, five by seven prints showing my mom astride a man while my naked sister was astride his face, him feeding his cock into Maureen’s pussy, him with his cock in my Mom doggy style and the final shot of the man fucking Mom in the ass and with his three fingers in Maureen’s ass. ‘Believe me now?’ It took me a while to answer. ‘So, what’s next?’ I asked. ‘If I file for divorce now she may still be able to control my access to. I knew he was serious about mewhen he invited me to join him and his daughter for aweek at his beach home at San Clemente, California. John’s daughter was a stunning blonde with blueeyes, but she acted like a ‘BITCH’ towards me whenJohn as not around. I chalked it up to her resentingthat her father was dating a girl less than ten-yearsolder than her. I tried not to take it personally. Ihoped I could win her friendship should he propose tome. John did propose and.