Just a few pounds lighter and where his eyes were dark brown, Tommy's eyes were even bluer than my own.Ken reached down and stroked my hair. I glared ...at him and before he could react, spit in his face. He just smiled at me, not even attempting to wipe the spit from his face. I heard Tommy tear something and turned my head towards him, he slapped a piece of duct tape across my mouth. “Don’t worry”. Ken said, “we will find such nice uses for that lovely mouth of yours later.”Now I flipped. I. We saw mom laid back on Jerry’s bed with her skirt pulled up to her waste. Her legs were spread apart and if it was not for Jerry’s head being in the way, we would have had a clear view of our mom’s pussy. I was amazed by how far apart mom’s legs were spread.Before I could see anything else, sis pulled me away, leading me back to my room. Once back in my room sis said, “I thought something was going on but we did not need to see that.”“Why did you pull me away? I wanted to watch more,” I. Having no parents or brothers and sisters meant that she didn't havemany visitors and as she was new to the area she hadn't made manyfriends yet.Not that she needed to use her backstory very often because she keptmostly to herself.The real story was that Abigail Thompson had risen form the ashes ofMary Reynolds like a phoenix. She had jetted off into Asia after firstspreading most of the stolen cash across her new bank accounts andputting the reminder and some of the jewellery into a safe. She pulled a small blanket off the couch behind her, moving over a little bit, but enough. Robin couldn't see my hand in the blanket on her sister's legs, then on her thighs, then in her shorts, running my finger tips over her very wet panties. She was soaking wet and I could feel her swollen clit through the material. Rebecca gasped lightly as my fingers rubbed her clit harder. Robin not knowing anything was happening, I slipped my fingers into Rebecca's panties. Her pussy was completely.