..her hips bucked...and grandad...fucked that ass...giving it 8 inch of cock...that stretched her wide....dad give gramps...encouragement ...you,ve no... lost it dad...he said....never will son..after this sweet ass...im fucking...June......thats mom....l stopped wanking...grandad..can,t fuck mom....l want to....i said to myself...l watched a little longer.as dad and gramps...continued there fucking session...Carol...got up...and sat on dad,s swollen cock...bouncing and holding out her tits..for. I turned my head around and winked at him and said ‘it’s not over yet’. I turned back around and unhooked my bra slowly, letting it slide down my arms and dropping it to the ground. I used my left arm and covered my breasts completely as I bent over and put my clothes in a pile and picked my jacket up. I heard him shout out wait let me see please. But I just put my jacket on and walked back to the wall. I stood there for a while and opened the top of my jeans more so my hand could get in with. But in my mind there is hardly the Christmas spirit. I do not feel moved by the birth of Christ, the Savior Son, seperated as we were at birth by several thousand years. Even Santa whom I love for his white beard, big belly, and ‘ho! ho! ho!’ the spitting image of God, seems like a figment of my imagination. Ian has left me an invitation, anyway. A chance to go to Christmas Mass, sing in praise of everything I cannot put real words to and oh! I love it so! I love him, I really do, but I wish. It will be you who will want to go well past what is best for your body. Near constant orgasms – Alpha-induced orgasms – will do that to you.”The limousine glided up the mountain, eventually stopping at the bottom of the driveway to the Retreat. Mr. Tanaka eyed the guardhouse and barrier a short way up the drive. Realizing that he would not be allowed to approach his wife, he ordered the driver to turn around, but there was a knock on the driver’s window and a uniformed man wearing a strange.