“Hi, Amy.”“Wow! Hi Jenny, you're gorgeous."Immediately, she kissed me, a full-on open mouth smacker. I tasted her tongue between my teeth and it...left me reeling.“Hello, Michael,” she grinned and kissed me again. This time I was ready and responded.“Well, do I take it that you like each other?" A wry smile creased Michael’s face."I think that's fair to say, don't you, Jenny?" I took her coat.“Oh, definitely,” she agreed and squealed when I wrapped her in my arms again. She wore a very short blue. This is amazing that she is doing these things and is not embarrassed, my daughter says. Oh, I am embarrassed, but I have gone this far I'll keep going I say. A real slut, he says, isn't she?I pull the plug out and lube up cock dildo. Push it in while bending over, he says. I start to push, and the head begins to go in. Go, Dad, go. She is now cheering me on. Dildo goes in farther and farther till it is balls deep. Oh, this is fun watching her being a whore, my daughter says. Well, bitch, don't. The door was locked but I don’t know why I tried to peep through the keyhole. I couldn’t see much from there except to realise that my mom and dad were having sex. The teenage hormones kicked in I brought a stool and decided to watch them from ventilator. What I saw changed my life. My parents were without single clothing; my dad was lying on the bed while sucking the big round tits of my mom, while my mom was giving a deep thought blow job to him. I always knew that they have sex. But the. " Kristen's my first girlfriend." That is puppy love, like Sherry and you. Are you Kristen's first as well?" Sort of."Camille looked at me, but got no more information from me about Kristen's first. She had been around when Kristen had described her first time with a boy--her brother Will--and I think Camille realized that. She turned the key in her ignition. "Fuck, Jim. This is out of my league. Let's think about this overnight. Either I or Patty will pick you up tomorrow morning."Camille.