We suspected a conspiracy – dads can plot and scheme too you know!Outside Liz leaned against Dan’s car and settled herself to wait for Dan. I wand...ered over to where Mr D. had parked his bike. It sat there on the nature strip like the statue of some huge, hulking monster just waiting for a wizard to wave his wand and make it spring to life. I ran my hands over the painted letters on its side.“Hey, do you remember when I first saw your dad’s bike?” I said to Liz. “I said I thought it was cool how. Your knickers have a big damp patch from your dribbling pussy. As I have now got my brain thinking before my mouth speaks I decide it is best not to comment on the damp patch even as a joke. “Do you want to see some more?” you laugh. With that you let your skirt ride even higher. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmvery nice.” I reply I wonder if you know I can see that your knickers are soaking wet or are you are oblivious to it. I decide to try and find out. I flirt with you to see what reaction you give me. I. Finally the morning came when Doug told her to meet him again, she was torn,but finally decided to go meet him,she put on one of her frilly sun dresses, for some reason hoping he would aprove he was waiting for her this time, he was standing beside his truck as she pulled up he walked to her window and bent to look at her, reached in and grabbed her hair"your 5 minutes late bitch,but at least your here and all dolled up for me like s good little slut, now follow me and dont get lost" he got. I just love the thought of you and I getting it on."Later while the girls were all doing some mutual carpet munching, Dan and I lay down in a sixty-nine and pleasured each other with some good blowjobs. The girls thought that was hot and wanted us to fuck but we told them that it was too messy without the proper preparation. They made us promise we would be more prepared next time so they could watch us fuck.Anyway, that was the night Mary wanted to lose her cherry. Jill and I tried to talk her.