After my initial blow job and their kiss; after fucking Barb while she made out with Tally and after Tally masturbating my wife, there was a lot of to...uching and fondling that went on during dinner and afterward.It seemed like it was taking a long time for Barb to come back. Just as I was suspecting I'd need to go to them, they walked into the room. They divided and each took a side of the bed. We all kissed a while. I thought their lips tasted like pussy. When, a little later in our dance, I. I find the light blush to her cheeks charming as I lean in and whisper in her ear that she will be just fine. Then I take her hand in mine and lead her to the other side of the house in the master quarters. We walk past the bed and into the bathroom where a warm but is already waiting. She places her hand on my shoulder to steady herself as she climbs in then I watch as she melts into the welcoming bubbles. With her eyes set up in me I slowly undress placing each garment over a chair with. She slipped her hand under the older sister's crotch. No signs of a climax. She snorted in dissapointment, and reached for the short-hair girl's side. What she felt put a wide smile on her face."You did it, you little brat! Finally!" Her hand was wet all over when she removed it from the young girl's crotch. If she wasn't already red from hours of stimulation, the punk-haired girl turned even redder from the embarassment. What was a few weeks ago unthinkable for her, was now true. Mrs Whitehall. I had a feeling thiswasn't going to end well.Damn, I should have called a cab like I was going to do instead oflistening to that little voice that stokes my male ego and seems toalways get me in trouble. I had gone from walking on cloud nine tostumbling into the darkest part of this closet in a matter of seconds.What am I going to do if he finds me in here? What am I going to say?Why didn't I call that cab?I heard him enter the room and the three of them talking, but couldn'tmake out what was.