Chuck didn't answer. He couldn't answer right then. He stared at Melody. She looked exactly like she did every other night. Her blond hair was tied ba...ck in a pony tail. She had on a running suit - Fubu or something like that, and white tennis shoes. She did NOT look like the cum-soaked slut in the magazine. "Daddy?" said his sweet, innocent, cum-soaked daughter. "What's wrong Daddy?" She came further into the room. Mark was right behind her. He too looked upset. "Dad" he said. "What's up?"Chuck. I had brought a small suitcase with me, and the maid took care of that while I conversed with Mrs. X.The maid was an old friend of Mrs. X and was in on the charade. She was totally in favor of the plot, mostly because Mrs. X was so rarely fucked that she was becoming a real bitch. It was so hard to find trustworthy male partners for Mrs. X in the LA area, that she usually had to go out of town to find a decent fuck. The maid was hoping that our company would alleviate that situation.For the. So it was for about the next year, every few weeks when our parents went off somewhere together we’d send little brother to play with his mates and Tony and I would masturbate each other to an orgasm each. It was lovely innocent fun and I loved getting naked in front of Tony who could get hard just by looking at me - I realised I had power from that early age and as my breasts grew larger the power increased.Sometime in that next year, our little brother Charlie caught us and he was old enough. Nancy began writhing and moaning from the tingling sensation of his finger teasing and rotating around in her hopelessly aroused slit as he rhythmically fucked his hard cock in and out between her tits. Panting with excitement, he let her naked body luxuriate in the pleasure of the heavenly finger-fuck he was giving her."It's so good!" he moaned, lustily fucking into her tits as his finger plunged in and out between the glistening lips of her pink pussy.The wild ecstasy continued increasing.