And I was barefoot. I was conscious of my erect nipples throughout dinner and, as we sat over dessert, I let my bare foot rest upon Dad’s. It seemed... to me as though I was sitting in a pool of moisture which had dripped from my aroused cunt. Dad did nothing to acknowledge my bare foot resting on his, but he did not move it away, either. Finally, he excused himself and began to clear the table. Tearing his attention away from my breasts, he suggested I get ready for bed while he straightened out. Fucking Mark in front of both our wives, was a little odd, to say the least, but it seemed like the only way out of our current predicament.Performing in front of them was an ultimate challenge that seemed to satisfy both our need for sex and an audience. Neither one of us had any idea how to proceed. “What's the matter, guys? Stage fright?” Susan coaxed. “I don't think so, Susan. Look John is as hard as ever,” Veronica pointed out. Both women looked at me and my hard cock. It felt both. He saw the blue lights in the distance, much sooner than he thought, but he didn’t know that dispatcher had sent them when she heard the terror in his voice. As they got closer he heard the sirens and as they were skidding to a stop, another shot from inside the house. The officers from the three cruisers crouched behind their car doors, waiting. The dispatcher had heard the noise and asked if Mark was ok. All she got in the way of reply was the sound of the boy weeping. He barely realized the. Before walking down the hallway, sheturned and gestured oddly with her hands. "We'll talk more when youcalm down."After Ula walked away, Scott sensed something, and scrambled to thedoorway. There, she smashed into an invisible barrier blocking her way."You bitch!" Scott screamed, hammering her good arm against the unseenwall, "You're as sick as your twisted daughter!" She slumped to her knees. "I hate you!"4."Scott!" Seanna whispered, shaking the sleeping woman. "Wake up." Sheput a finger over.