Becky was becoming more comfortable by the minute and the task was becoming easier to her, as horrible as it was. Becky's mouth was gliding half way d...own the tramps 10 inch cock, as she had developed an easy rhythm pumping the two cocks to her sides. The tramp whose cock Becky was sucking told her to stay still. Becky froze her mouth half way down his massive cock. The tramp then began to move slowly back and forth, fucking Becky's warm little mouth, the increased depth the tramp could get. "Uh... I'll explain it to you while we get dressed, come on." She stood up and handed me the baby, then ushered her husband toward the bedroom.I sat down with the little girl and frowned, "You did this to me." I didn't want to be anywhere near that tiny infant.I picked her up and headed into the kitchen to warm up another bottle, as I opened up the refrigerator I realized that I had used the last one. I switched arms that were holding Cheyenne, moving her into my right arm as I pushed the door. Watching as she entered Diana was struck by the closeness of the family. At least on the surface, there seemed to be none of the normal bickerings that would be constantly occurring in any other family of this size. All in all, they seemed to be one large group of old friends.Michael was the first to notice their return. He rose and smiled."Well, how did it go?" he asked pouring two new glasses of wine and carrying it to them."Impressive," Diana replied in a genuine assessment of the Hightower. It was natural she felt overwhelmed, it was natural to grief the loss of her parents, yet her aunt and uncle convinced her to get some grief counseling, some therapy to help deal with it all. They way they explained it to her made sense. But now that she was actually here, sitting in the office across the psychiatrist, she was made to belief she was going crazy. Her words got twisted around, neither her uncle nor the doctor seemed to actually listen to her. She shook her head again. ‘You.