I was not the least bit interested. I sat down on the couch, leaving a small space between us, to look over the listing, just to not be rude.As I did,...she filled out an order form with my address on it.“Pretty bold,” I silently thought. I’m not even convinced that I am going to buy anything and she was already completing an invoice.She flipped her long brown hair back over her shoulder and asked,“Do you see anything you’d like?”I chuckled.“Maybe,” I replied, looking up past the order list at. Cum leaking from my asshole, I picked up my bra and put on my dress as quickly as I could, avoiding his eyes and sobbing quietly so he wouldn’t hear me. I glimpsed him cleaning off his dick from the bits of shit and blood in the sink, before I rushed out, forgetting to clean myself. I didn’t find my panties – they must’ve been lost somewhere, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to run at that point. Every step in my stilettos was a painful one. My asshole had been fucked so thoroughly that I had. “Mom, Dad, seriously, get a room!” Angie teased her parents a bit, laughing the whole time.“If we do, we’re dragging you with us and making sweet, sweet love to you, daughter of mine,” Pamela warned her daughter.“Promises, promises,” Angie retorted.“Oh, care to dare us?” Miles chuckled, making it more of a challenge.“Go for it, guys ... we can get the camcorder ready. I badly want to see a threesome between man, wife, and daughter,” Jillian licked her lips at that suggestion.“Give me a little. Once I have worked out as many of the kinks and knots as I can I lay next to you and stroke your hair until you roll over. Your hand touches the side of my face and you guide your lips to mine and smile. As you move to take off the blindfold, I catch your hand and tell you it has to stay. I push you onto your back and kiss you again before I turn to face your pussy, lying on my side next to you so I can reach what I’m after. I push your thighs apart and kiss over your pubic hair before I am.