She grabbed Cassie’s hands and pined them over her head and with the other slipped it under her swim suit. Cassie struggled but Mai was to strong. M...ai laughed” quit moving I know you like it I can feel you getting wet.” Then Cassie froze and Mai leaned in and said“I think I found pussy’s pussy”. Mai penetrated her with her finger. Cassie yowled with ecstasy. “Wow Cassie you are so tight. How did you fit him in there?” Mai was vigorously fingering her and clearly enjoying herself. Cassie moaned. I always get some present from him whenever there's the slightest excuse. Christmas and my birthday, for sure, but he also gives me something on Valentine's Day, St. Pat's; he even gave me a chocolate turkey last Thanksgiving. I got a card from him a year after I was bumped from the middle of fifth grade into the middle of sixth. He's missed coming over to the house on two Sundays after saying he would be there and both times he called and apologized profusely. He also apologized again the next. I somehow knew that Dad's lust for Rose would find a way. That his persistance would get him inside her panties one way or another.A friend had advised me not to leave them alone together, to stay around and make myself a nuisance. I did try this for nearly an hour, but when I saw Rose going into the summer house at the top of the garden, and then Dad disappearing a few minutes later, I realised for the first time that this was life - and I would just have to accept it. I could hear Rose's. The sensation of having your prick in a love tunnel that has a mind of its own, complete with its own muscles and movements, and entirely out of your control, is very exciting because you don't quite know what's coming (cumming?) next. In our case we did both cum more or less together, but I think I spurted first by a couple of seconds. Anyway, whose counting? It wasn't so much a race, as more a case of split second co-ordination to try to make sure we both got there together. We almost did, so.