The girls were always at one house or the other until bedtime. There was nothing in the least unusual in that. Mike had been thinking about the weeken...d and hoped that now that they were back in their normal house, life would return to normal.A few minutes later, he heard the door open. He turned to see Chelsea standing in the doorway. Again, the houses were really one to the girls, so that in itself wasn't out of the ordinary. "Hi Chelsea, Tami just went over to your house." I know," she said.. “This night has been one of the best erotic evenings of my life.” “Oh mine too,” I breathed. “And I hope that it isn’t the last we spend together.” Even softer he whispered, “I hope for the same because I desperately want to fuck you.” I whimpered at the thought and we kissed again. It took several hours, but we were all finally spent and satiated. We fell asleep in the same bed, Caty and I in the middle, with each other’s spouses spooned behind us. When we awoke, Charles and I were alone in. I didnt have a clue if that was the first time or if they had been fuckin since he moved in, but i screamed and shouted and cried and started throwning things about until they calmed me down and talked me into beleiving they wasnt doing what i thought they was, i always knew the truth but decided to keep it quiet to save the trouble and stop my mum and dad breaking up. It was from that day i knew my mother was a slut!! 10 YEARS LATERNow i am 17, alot has happened sinced that night we moved. I couldnt help but giggle and try to pull my foot away. Stop it that tickles! This only made him start sucking on my big toe while his free hand lightly started to trace up and down my leg. I knew what he was doing. He was trying to get me to relax and just let him do as he wished. I, of course, wont let him do that. While he started up my leg, kneading all my muscles my brother started on my other foot. Just from having my muscles massaged made me become completely relaxed. My father knew that.