I once again trailed my fingers over my breasts and smiled up at him watching his reaction. My hands travelled downwards towards my thighs and I circl...ed my fingers on the tops of my legs and teased my hem up higher over my pussy. His paper sunk lower and lower until he gave up on his pretence at reading and enjoyed the view.It was quite obvious now that he had a raging hard on which was practically fighting its way out of his pants and I shot him an admiring glance. u*********sly he stroked at. She wished Mom had blood enough for the both of them, but Terisa would have to wait. She hoped that, when the light returned, they could find something to eat; preferably something that didn’t smell like the weed that had tried to devour her earlier. She tried to envelope Terisa with some of her own contentment, cuddling closer and spooning her body against her. Terisa sighed in her sleep, warmed by both mother and sister, one snuggled against her on each side. After a time, both sisters fell. Half goes in easy and the other half takes a few pushes and stretches before he is there full locked into her; her legs encircle his back and she shouts fuck me come on fuck me; shit she never said that to me I think, but then my sorry little clitty is not half the size of David's.For what seems like hours they move around the room in various positions at one point they have me lying o the floor whilst they fuck over me; its a lovely view as I see my wife's pussy lips stretched and tight around. The young woman supposes that he glamours himself away from them.She wonders if his real trade is in whores. If so she feels quiet curious. It is an odd feeling. She had been brought up to be offended by such things. Because she is without doubt that he is here for her. But she?s excited by it. There?s a more passive heat to her loins then is usual. It?s a happy feeling, like she?s on the cusp of a rapture. Or a revelation. But is that really the man?s intent? He seems so patient. She knows.