“Things are going to get better, aren’t they?”“Yes,” Jennifer mumbled.“Of course they are.”Dad took Jennifer’s right hand and placed i... on his pants, directly on the noticeable bulge there.“Let’s see what kind of bonus you’re worth, shall we?”Jennifer didn’t move.“Well, get on with it.”Jennifer jerked and pulled her hand away to cover her mouth, stifling a sob.“Enough of that,” Dad barked. He unzipped his pants and pulled her hand back, stuffing it inside his zipper. “That’s it, don’t be. Tommy grinned with approval as he examined her wet, bald pussy. He pushed her onto the bed and knelt down between her legs. He licked the slit of her pussy and she reacted with a jolt. ‘You’re so sweet that I want to eat you right up. And that’s what I’m exactly going to do.’ Tommy said as he settled into position. He fastened his hot mouth onto her pussy and she moaned when she felt his tongue explore her untouched cave and then he hummed, which made her body cringe. He attacked her clit which. - Well, your cunt tells me something else. Unless you've got some kind of an infection, which makes it so slippery when you're tied up. You're right, Carl. I think this slut is one of those who like it a bit rough. Aren't you?He pulled out his finger and emphasized his words with a loud slap on my behind. A weak 'ouch' escaped me, but at the same time I felt my cheeks and my tits starting to glow, that sure sign my husband used to read so easily, when we were younger: I WAS getting horny.. There’s Harriet – you know Harriet? – Zena and me, and we need a fourth. Fancy joining us? We play on Thursdays.”Now Harriet was another really good looking girl, not in Colette’s class but very good looking. This would be heaven: three ravishing girls and me.“I’m not all that good, Colette, I’m sure I’ll be a liability,” I mumbled. Why was I putting her off?“Good God, Graham, we’re not that serious: it’s just fun. We play bridge, chat and have a few drinks, that’s all. We could play three.