Back at home i say to my mom "go up to the bedroom, we have to talk about this right now". As i see her going to the bedroom with you and there waitin... for me, i rush into my room to print out the pics where there is seen u touching her pussy. Once i do that i walk over to the bedroom and say to my mom "you see this? this is what u were doing.." with my mom instantly replying "omg i`m sorry, please don`t say anything to ur dad, please". To which i keep on the dialogue "if u want me to keep my. I guess that means we arecompatible…On Christmas day, we’ll have brunch at about 10 AM. I’llcall Derrick tonight.I think it would be neat if I called you Bunny… thatcould be our secret name for you.tight hugNow I have to take a cold shower.Love.Dad”Two things in this e-mail. Firstly, his favorite flavor,was an allusion to one of my stories where I boldlyannounced to the world, that my cum has a slight cinnamontaste.‘Mmm… Tom wants to taste my. . um...” Then she tilted her head toward Faith. “Um ... does she know?”Jill laughed. “Well, she didn’t know before now. She knows that we share our bed with others. But she didn’t know with whom before now. Have a seat. I’ll tell you all about our little slave.” Both women sat on the couch, leaving the naked girl in the center of the room wondering what she should be doing.“Well, it all started early this summer,” Jill started. “It seems that our lovely daughter must have the same slavegirl. .. what he even kind wanted to do. At least out of curiosity."Well, Pete...?" Sara coaxed, smiling, "Aren't you going to return the favor??"The more Pete thought about it, there was absolutely no reason not to. And he was in the middle of it now. He couldn't stop. Pete reached in front of his face to take hold of his friend's hard cock. He wrapped his hand around it, feeing a little weird but a lot turned on. Carter silently grinned as he was licking Pete's cock, enjoying the feeling of his own.