We both turned back to see daddy's cock spring out from his tight underwear, our mouths fell open, and I know my pussy, as young as it was, twitched i... anticipation, the look on my sister's face said as much for her, mother's interjection broke the spell we were now under, 'Go on girls, get the lippy on'.I turned to my sister and she started to apply it onto my pouting mouth, mother had got out of the chair and had dropped onto her knees in front of daddy, and began performing fellatio on him,. Her breasts started to swell and fill out. A satisfied smile lit up Mhari’s face and she looked to Donal’. ‘Close yer mouth, Donal’.’ She looked back down at her achievement and brought her hands up to hold her breasts. ‘I always wanted them to be bigger, and now I can…’ Mhari looked towards him. ‘The lads were always chasing after the bigger girls.’ Her eyes locked on to his. ‘What do you think?’ she asked. Donal’ thought before answering, ‘They suit ye. But… ye were beautiful before.’ His. She was amazing … a force of nature, and she loved life … everything about it, and sex was a big, big part of her life. It took her a long time to figure out who she was and what she liked after your father died, but I remember she told me once that sex for her was almost a way of reaffirming that she was still here and still alive … that her own life didn’t end when your father’s did and that in many ways, it really began when he died. Maybe that’s true for you, too.” The older woman dropped. “Not those lips, bitch,” Amy snapped at me. She touched the riding crop to my shoulder and applied downward pressure. “On your knees.” Was she actually going to make my first taste of pussy public? Part of me was saying that this was too dangerous, that I should refuse. But I didn’t want to refuse; I wanted to play Amy’s game. Despite the risks, I was on my knees, facing Christmas’s neatly trimmed snatch. The crop switched from my shoulder to between Christmas’s thighs and guided them apart. .