Then he began to steadily fuck her, and his hard cock was just inches from our faces, as we continued to tongue Donna's arse, and I couldn't help but ...lance down every so often to see my Foster Fathers cock, pumping away in my foster mothers pussy up close.For a few minutes we stayed just like that, until finally Donna needed to move, she couldn't remain stood up, and getting fucked, so she pulled off Tom's hard shiny length, moved from our tongues and perched herself on the edge of the. " Du meinst, was mit der Feder passiert ist?" Ja. Es war das Phantastischste, was ich je erlebt habe. Das m?chte ichunbedingt noch einmal machen." Du hast recht. Es war schon der reine Wahnsinn. V?llig regungslosgefesselt, und dann diese Ber?hrung, ohne das man etwas sehen konnte.Irre!"* - *Ich hatte erwartet, das wir f?r die Fahrt normale Kleider tragen w?rden.Aber nein, es waren wieder die Strafkleider. Nicht unbedingt ideal mitden riesigen R?cken. Und Autositze sind auch nicht sehr bequem in. Stockings… as they’d discussed. Ones she purchased just for this occasion. They were black with elasticized lace at the tops, thigh-high and nearly opaque, and she wore them with a grey mini-skirt, a few inches above the knee, and boots with a considerable heel. She’d thought this out carefully, and she was thinking about it again now, how she’d planned every aspect of her wardrobe and accessories as if she were meeting him for an intimate tryst rather than an introductory luncheon. The. I also found a baggie of pot and medicine bottle full of fine white powder. I suspected this was cocaine, but had no clue how to tell for sure. I made a decision to find out at a later date. I had no doubt concerning the bag of pot. Even the smell was potent. I carefully resealed the bag, checked the bottle cap and returned both to the stash.The next day, Thursday, I got down to work. If Mom and Dad had these goodies stashed in the bedroom, what else might I find in a hunt? I searched.