Later I downloaded the photos onto the laptop and together we went through them, choosing ones to send to our neighbours. Initially Renee chose a few ...sexy but candid photos of herself which we e-mailed off. The response from Candy and Steve was phenomenal, it was clear they wanted more so Renee chose some of her more suggestive and revealing photos and convinced me to add the one of us fucking against the rock.Judging by Candy’s explicit e-mailed response to our pictures, we both knew that. I kept fucking my daughter when I realized two things. One: Katrina fainted from tonight's ordeal. Two: both my daughter's hands were in her pussy. That brought me to the edge again. I came inside my daughter once more. I pulled out at the very end and aimed some on Katrina's face. My daughter just plopped there fainting away. Once they were u*********s Matt, Mark, and Remus circled them on the bed. They began to jerk off."Well, how did you like it" Remus asked me"It was great. I had a good. Despite his best efforts there was too much to contain and the excess dripped out of his hand and onto the bathroom tiles.“Shit,” he muttered, still milking the last faint waves. He turned from the window, crouched, so he couldn’t be seen out of it. Awkwardly, with his pants around his ankles, one hand covered in cum and with more still leaking from his semi-hard dick, he waddled to the sink to clean off.When he was done, he pulled his sweat pants back up and stealthily worked back to the. Even through that short wool skirt that steel had to feel so cold it would burn. She was now less than five feet from me; if I reached across the guardrail I could grab her. I briefly wondered if I could get up and reach over before she could jump. Not a chance, too risky. "So why is it you used to like being a woman?" I asked. "What if I told you I didn't used to be a woman?" She replied, watching me carefully. "You mean like those people on Springer?" I asked, instantly regretting saying.