She could hear them talking to one another, but not every word. Their conversation seemed garbled to her. Facing just the bare wall disoriented her. S...e didn’t hear them return; didn’t know they were standing behind her. A hand gripped Laura’s rear signaling they were with her again. Whose hand was it; Laura resisted the urge to turn her head and look. Was it both; another hand touched her in front. She closed her eyes to live the moment in her mind. Whoever was touching her began to raise her. I patted her firm bottom then smacked her left cheek as hard as I could. Amy jerked, a red handprint on her goose bumped skin.I turned my attention back to the young girls mouths. The plastic cock wasn’t as deep as I wanted it to be. I added pressure to the back of both their necks. I shook them slightly, “Come on Amy, you can do it.”I pushed Charlotte and Amy closer forcing another inch of the dildo into the blonde girls mouth.“Kiss your sister,” I chuckled pressing their young teenage heads. I was starting to really enjoy it when she stopped. We stood tight together for a few more seconds. When we sat down her white blouse was flesh color stuck tight to her skin down the whole front of her. Her large lace bra looked ready to explode overflowing with her massive boobs. She said she was still role playing and going to teach me how to kiss. “Get ready, it’ll be like a real passionate kiss with your best girl, an open mouth kiss.” Without delay she leaned in, pressing her lips against. She fixed her sultry green eyes on his, moved next to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips to his. It wasn't a passionate kiss. It was slow and warm and soft — a comfortable embrace.When it ended, she leaned back and said, "It's okay if the child is yours, David." She smiled. "I'd be surprised if it wasn't. That said, let's go with Pops' approach. It's his baby — period. End of discussion."He smiled. "Why?"She kissed him again, this time with more passion, and then said,.