I hope you come and help me." She walked off toward her father's bedroom.Bob didn't know what to do. Her message was quite clear. She not only wouldn'... stop him, she actually wanted him to ... to what? Maybe all she wanted was to jack him off, like he did for her. Maybe she just thought he wanted mutual masturbation. And maybe he could hold it to that.He had to do something. He slowly headed toward his bedroom.When he got there he heard the shower going already. There were clouds of steam. "Sir, Miss Stuyvesant has arrived. She has luggage, several bags." Well, make sure she knows when lunch and dinner are."Kennedy met his eyes and he shrugged. "I have no idea. Your father said he told her not to come."When they sat down to dinner, Kennedy's stepsister, Victoria, joined them. Kennedy nodded, not planning on saying anything. Her sister virtually never said anything to Kennedy, anyway. Kennedy had long since given up bothering.However her stepsister had other intentions. "Tell me,. She begged for more, but I took my time teasing her for as long as I could until I finally plunged deep into her. As she gasped, I shoved my cum covered fingers into her mouth. She licked and sucked my fingers clean between her orgasms. I flipped her over doggie style and started fucking her again. When I stuck a thumb in her ass, she begged for her toy. I fetched her plug and let her lube it up with her spit before I slowly worked it in her tight little anus. Watching her ass take the toy. He stoked and lightly pinched my nipples with such skill that my pussy twitched. I became increasingly aware that we were in a parking lot where anyone could stroll by and see our passionate play. I breathlessly muttered that we had to stop. His disappointment turned to excitement a moment later when I started the car and sped away to a remote spot nearby. Once there, assured that we were alone at last, we lowered our pants allowing one another better access (it was too cold to get naked.