Fingers or tongues, she wouldn't mind anymore. Let them use what they like. Let the urge and desire build up till Saturday, when she would be going to...Joy's house again.What if her father wanted to use his cock in her cunt? The very thought of what her father had done, drove the wildly aroused girl to an orgasm, without she even touching her cunt. How thrilling her father's cock had been in her cunt! Even if it was inside her only to a depth of 3 inches and for only a short while.On Thursday. He didn't want help. He wanted escape. It was the only way.He was vulnerable and he didn't care. He just needed the escape the bottle gave him. He wanted the escape.His hands were wrapped around the top of the steering wheel and his forehead was pressed against his knuckles. He wanted to cry, but the tears would not come. He wanted to cry, but he was a man, so the tears would not come.Things always seemed to come in threes. So in his despair, he started the routine of banging his head against. She's looking straight ahead, not even glancing at Tanya or me on either side of her. I think maybe she's nervous, afraid to look at us, but then I look down to my right and see something that proves me wrong. Dee's hand is buried in Tanya's pants, fingerfucking for all she's worth. It's not nervousness that has her entranced, it's concentration - concentration on pleasure and pussy. I look over at Tanya and get a naughty grin in return, a silent "look-what-I-got" giggle. And now I feel Dee's. I kept seeing out through the window near the front door (which gives a view of the gate through which people come in to the house). I waited and waited for what seemed like eternity. And then they came! the same two girls.I quickly removed my undies. My cock is throbbing at this moment with excitement, wet and messy. I wipe it all clean and am ready. But this time, my dhoti is intact and I don’t do the same trick – they expected I would repeat but I didn’t. They were confused when I approached.