As his hand moved up theinside of her thigh her legs parted and I watched as she allowed his fingersaccess to her fanny. Moments later she lifted her ...um to allow her g-string tobe removed, her lust for sex had washed away any concerns she had. Dressed inonly stockings and suspenders and with her legs parted her fanny was now visibleto our eyes; she looked gorgeous and very fuckable. His hand must have found avery wet fanny as hers was reaching for his cock. I looked on as she freed hiscock and. For a moment, they just stared at each other. She saw a tall young man with dark eyes and long black hair pulled back and tied into a tail at the nape of his neck. His broad muscled chest was covered with a light coat of black hair that trailed down to the ripples in his stomach. He wore nothing but a loincloth fashioned from mammoth hide, and the muscles in his arms bulged from the grip he had on a long hunting spear. His legs were lean and muscled and he wore mammoth hide boots cross-laced. I bent over from the waist, my back to them and my legs straight, but tightly together. My bare ass was fully exposed to them and I knew it. It sent a thrill through me at the tease when I heard whispered comments behind me.I then heard Jesse enter from the hallway. I turned around after pouring the three glasses. I brought one to Dori, then the other two to the men. I stood in front of them and waited. They sipped the wine. Dori said I should join them, so I did. As they sipped, they were. But now, she knew it for what it was.But it was her mother who had hurt her more. She hadn’t been awake and waiting when they arrived home the other night. Did she know? Did she approve? Could she really be oblivious to what was going on under her own roof?And she was confused. To a point, she had taken physical pleasure in what her father had done to her and forced her to do. And she wanted more. Not the pain and abuse, but the pleasure. She wanted to experience more. But where was she to get.