“Sixteen.” Susie just nodded. I think she was too scared to talk. This guy could have crushed us like stepping on a beer can.“You don’t look f...urteen.”“It’s the disguise” I replied. “It makes us look younger.”“Wait here.” He instructed us.Tony went into the back of the house and returned with two more lawn chairs.“Have a seat and let’s talk.” The big boy offered.Susie and I sat in the chairs; Susie didn’t seem to be able to close her mouth and could not take her eyes off of Tony towering above. Once he felt it he would raise up his but and I would slide my hand under his crotch to where his dick was getting hard. I would grab it and stroke it a little. He would get nice and hard and I would play with him and everything. I would then reach my hang onto his shorts and play with his cock through just his underwear. I keep that up for a little then I move my hand inside his underwear and start to play with his penis with direct contact. I tease his head by rubbing one finger around it.. .. “Well, Mom, he’s marrying you, a woman with two grown-ass kids who are now incestuously intimate. He should definitely accept what comes with the territory. That’s his own philosophy, isn’t it, and yours, ‘to simply accept what comes with the territory?’ And he really deserves to know that he’s sharing you with us, I think. This is for the best,” I observed as we sat in the living room together.“Very true!” Amy chimed in now, snuggling up gladly with me on the loveseat, “I think that Michael. Penny moaned and Danielle seemed to pull harder, stretching her nipples to the extreme. Penny's tone changed and I was certain she began enjoying the tit torture. Nevertheless, Danielle's hands dropped to Penny's pussy and it was as if her moves were practiced. One hand worked on her clit while the other plunged in and out of Penny's opening. Danielle was forcing four fingers into Penny and Penny was thrusting against her hand. It was Penny's turn and her body began trembling. Danielle kept her.