Could you get one of the boy to fix it?” That caused his mom to smile. Soon everyone had said something to their father, and waited to see what Ruth...would do.“Well, Doug I think I agree with you and Charlie. The Baker’s bull was not worth the trouble.” Ruth said. After that night talking to their dead relatives or speaking for them, became a nightly dinner tradition in the family. Sometimes it was just someone asking Aunt Doris or dad to get someone to do something. Other times it could get. Bo struggled to get loose desperately. John and Miles stood helplessly by as the big ape held her down.For the first time in her adult, even teenaged life, Bo was frightened about what might happen to her next. In her struggle she looked up and was faced with an unbelievable sight.The Ourang-Outang was getting a hard-on and it was a beautiful hard-on too. Already it had reached a length of over a foot and seemed to be growing still.Her fright was soon replaced by lust. The longer she stared at. At times he’d stop at a Seven-Eleven, buy a tall Schlitz, park his pickup on a deserted street and drink it slowly. One night he was driving through a part of the city he didn’t know, trying to decide what to do since he wasn’t yet ready to go home. He passed a bar that looked like a saloon and sat back from the street with parking in front. He stopped, backed up, saw the name was “Spotty’s” and pulled into the lot. There were several empty spaces, so he wasn’t surprised when he walked in that. She turned the black knob on the end, starting it up. She slid it over her nipples for a few moments before moving it down to easily slip into her dripping cunt. This girl was just getting started.Well if she could have another orgasm so could I. I slipped my thong off to give better access for my fingers. I started to rub my clit and finger fuck myself again all the time watching her fuck herself with the vibrator.I froze...."That must be quite a show, " came a female voice from.