Satisfied that he had it ready, he leaned back and started the interview. ‘Why don’t you go ahead and tell me what you remember about the acciden....’ His tone was polite and business-like. I couldn’t detect anything accusatory in his tone, or in his gaze. I figured this must be routine. I licked my lips and recounted everything I could remember up to the point that I regained consciousness here in the hospital. Cale had already told me the other driver was fine, just a few bruises. He. I can discuss it with her tonight after she leaves her sister behind, then she can think about it overnight." Which means you're planning to spend the night with me?" Becky asked with an arched eyebrow. "Honestly, Alex, both Melissa and I are here for a long time and we know enough about what's involved to know how important it is. We don't mind taking a back seat when it's necessary. Besides, from what Cate describes, it's not like we have to do without. You've been pretty good at. Tangy cream flooded out of her pussy. It poured into mine. I drank my daughter's pussy cream. The president groaned, moving behind me, his cock fully hard again. I ignored him, focusing on my daughter's snatch. On her delicious juices. And on the cum washing out of the depths of her twat. I gathered it on my tongue, loved it. Then froze as she screamed, “Mother!”The president hiked up my skirt. A wanton shudder rushed through me as he flipped it over my ass, his hands squeezing my rump through. Miss Roberts had saggy boobs and a real fat ass. Her crotch hair was abundant, and as red as her head hair. Mr. Dohenny had a beer gut, and his cock was flaccid and not nearly as big as Jerry's. But none of that mattered. They looked just beautiful as they stood there, with the water streaming over them. When they hugged each other, I found myself wanting that same kind of contact, and put my arm around Jerry. His hand found my waist and drew me closer.I don't know how many minutes went by, but.