He held her by the hips and leaned forward, gazing over her shoulder.With her daddy's eyes upon her, Bonny squealed and began to slurp away with renew...ed gusto. Jack watched his son's fat prick fucking in and out of his wife's soaking cunt, while his daughter's nimble pink tongue fluttered all over both of them at the same time.Jimmy's thick prick pulled out, distending his mother's cuntlips. Bonny lapped at her mother's clit and licked up and down her brother's rod. Then Jimmy plunged back in. I could just hear mom complimenting me on my girlish figure. My behindseemed exaggerated, adding to what has always been known as thehourglass shape. My legs looked athletic and smooth, with just a hintof baby fat that a girl my age would still possess. Wow. I wasbreathing heavily now, not out of lust or anticipation, but because Icould sense I was starting to hyperventilate. I sat on the toilet withthe lid down just to catch my breath and gather my wits.While it was only five feet away, simply. Thursday and Friday were, thankfully, normal days, with Kara accompanying me to the computer lab. When I dropped her at home, she once again kissed me on the cheek. It seemed that in her mind she still hoped we could work through the issue, but she certainly wasn’t going to do anything remotely sexual until it was sorted out, one way or the other.On Friday, Kara and I left school together for our date, rather than her taking the bus home. I wasn’t sure if taking her to the apartment was a good. He looked at us and asked how we slept? We both answered that we slept like a log. He got a “I know what you were doing” look on his face and said that he was restless and didn’t get much sleep. He then said that he had to go to the latrine about 2:30 that morning and he heard some strange sounds coming from our tent. I almost had a heart attack at the age of 13 knowing we had been caught; I glanced at Charles and he was as white as a sheet. Mr. Jones then told us he had heard the same sounds.