To this day, I always insist on my man cumming inside me. The last thing I want in my pussy is one of those stupid condoms, or a diaphragm." "Here, here! You're preachin' to the choir now, Sister," Cindy said, trying her best to lighten up the mood a little bit. "Well, Sis. What're you waitin' for? Undo my pants, reach down inside my panties, and start playin' with my pussy. That's what you've been wantin', isn't it?" Cindy didn't say a word. She just reached across, quickly undid Sally's pants and pulled them down--right along with her panties--to expose her younger sister's shaved-bare pussy mound. And Cindy began diddling away at Sally's clit and asian her inner pussy parts, just like Sally was already doing to her pussy. And then, while they dad were busy adeptly masturbating each other, they passionately French-kissed for a little while, before shedding the rest of their clothing. And they finally ended up making love on the carpeted living room floor. At first, the two sisters took turns licking and sucking each other's breasts, and then later moved on to eating each other's pussies. But eventually, they decided to 'get down to business', and Daddy they began rubbing their bare pussies together, while they were both reveling in their lesbian-style substitute for sexual intercourse. Sally was so busy scissoring with her older sister, that neither woman noticed it, when there was a sound of keys being softly jingled against japan the lock of the apartment's front door. And then a person walked right into the living room, totally unannounced. "Carl?" Sally said in an overly-loud voice, as her pelvic thrusting came to an abrupt halt. "Oh shit!" was all that Cindy could say under her breath, in response to Sally's vocal warning. Okay, okay. Enough third-person narrative. This is Carl. And it's time to abruptly shift viewpoints from third person to first person, because this is where my part in this little sordid tale continues... "Yeah, it's me," I announced to Sally and Cindy. "How did you get in here?" Sally asked frantically. "Jerry gave me a key to his apartment," I said, lying to Sally. Cindy was the one who had actually given the key to me. "So what are you doin' here? Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Sally asked, still obviously very upset by my mere presence in the room. "It's my lunch break right now. And I decided that I wanted to come over to visit with Jerry for a few minutes," I explained to Sally, once again lying to her face. My real reason for coming by Jerry's apartment, was that I was hoping to have a lunchtime "quickie" with Cindy. "So what are you guys doing anyway?" "What does it look like we're doing, Carl?" Sally sarcastically asked back, as she slowly resumed her humping tits of Cindy's vulva. "Tribbing." "Yes, Carl. She held my wrists, flat to the ground alongside my head. We spent several hours exploring each other's bodies and getting each other off over and over until we collapsed in sheer exhaustion. tits She eagerly humped as the creamy liquid continued to shoot directly into her pussy. She was going to play with her dad soiled panties, soaked with her son’s cum, while she got off. The other girls began to chant in japan latin. Anyway, that's all I have to say. Why Daddy Would I fight this nirvana. We didn’t repeat this, but on occasion over the next forty years, I fantasized about it when masturbating. I’m not a child anymore,” I reassured him. Debi wasn't quite ready for the velocity or amount of it and gagged, snorting some of the milky white goo out asian of her nose. Grace forced herself to relax, dropping her hands to her sides.