.. being spit-roasted by your dad and brother or having your mother sit on your face while your sister eats you out are moments to savour.Then there w...s a tragedy.Their father was killed in a car accident caused by a drink driver who also died. Fortunately their father was well insured but no amount of money was going to stem the hurt that seared into them.Tom’s wedding was already scheduled for 8 weeks later and he was moving to Canada straight afterwards with his job. Fiona and the girls were. After gently moving my legs apart a bit further with your right hand, your touch making my muscles stir and twitch, you slip your strong hand tantalizingly slowly between my satiny thighs and I push my hips down to press my juicy pussy onto your hand, dying to feel your slightly rough fingers caress me. “Holy shit you’re wet baby!” you exclaim in a voice mixed with awe, desire, and acknowledgment of my extreme arousal.“See what...you do to me,” I breathlessly reply, trying to relax and let the. "Tease!" she cried, attempting to take more of it into her, but I kept backing away, just keeping the cap inside. She sighed and locked her legs around me, begging for more cock, and I gave it to her, a half an inch at a time. When I was three inches in, I felt her cunt muscles grab it. "Gotcha!" she giggled."Oh, how shall I ever escape!" I protested in a falsetto voice, provoking more giggles. In a deep, gruff voice, she growled, "You'll never escape, my little friend. You must remain captive. I thought nothing more as we all drove onto the ferry in the bright sunshine, gulls screaming and sailing boats passing in the tidal entrance.I got out of my car, as the chains clanked their way through the ferry ,climbing the steps up to the top deck to smell the sea air and enjoy the view.The couple i noticed had also come up for a look around , they were about 5'8"- 5'10" around the same age as myself early fifties, quite fit and slim with golden tans, a true sign of sun lovers.I wouldnt.