Fiona felt her panties clinging to her crotch, moistened with her own juices."Yesss!" Janet hissed. "Fuck my ass. Pump your cum in my asshole, you big... gorgeous stud."Fiona heard the words and couldn't believe it. Her father was actually fucking her mother's ass! She had heard about that kind of thing at school, but treated it with incredulous suspicion. Now she was witnessing it for herself, in her own house, with her own parents! It was incredibly exciting. Fiona let out a low sigh… a sigh of. For now, he was traveling and it was time to appreciate the movement. He started singing the song about being a born under a wandering star from the movie, Paint Your Wagon. It was his favorite song to sing while driving across the country.Dante looked out the window, but didn’t see the landscape pass by. His thoughts were turned inward. Harry’s questions had reawakened all of his self-doubts. He was on the verge of quitting the commission when he fell asleep. Harry didn’t wake him until they. 'Damn she has nice tits. I wonder what they look like? But I have Cindy now so I need to stop those thoughts.' He silently thought to himself."Now Davy, first of all, I want to tell you I am so sorry about your mother. I know how much you loved her." She watched him nod his head and he started to open his mouth and suddenly closed it, so she continued what she was going to say, "Now Mr. Jameson has said do not worry about any of the bills for her funeral that he will take care of it. He also. . ."She bit her lip as if she wanted to tell me, but couldn't bring herself to say it. Her face became pretty red as she blushed for embarrassment.We heard Jason flush the toilet and she jumped. She gave me a look, and I didn't know what it meant at the time, but she suggested I give her a week to think about it. It struck me as odd, but I didn't want to come off as desperate. I casually agreed and we continued the rest of the night as normal.The next day, I came home from running errands to.