It was Halloween and the Watkins had thrown a hell of a party. Bev Hodgkins had taken some wine she brewed from last year's pumpkin. It went down smoo...h and snuck up on you fast.Bev was dressed as a farmer's daughter. Though in her mid 30s, the Daisy Dukes looked good on her. Good? Unbelievable. This sweet single mother of three was dynamite with her painted on freckles, her red and white plaid shirt tied under a pair of breasts that were trying to bust their way loose (pun intended) and the. .. Then it went to a commercial.After a few minutes, it came back on. I think I was starting to figureout what I missed then. 'ring ring... ring ring'. Not again. And onceagain I found myself unable to tear myself away from watching Wendistruggle to pick up the second of the three books. As soon as she leftthe room again... NO! I missed something else; commercials wereplaying.She wandered back in a couple moments later; the show hadn't come backon yet. So I wasn't about to let Wendi keep up. This was all that she needed to push her over the edge; Marcie half-screamed as she came, sweaty body thrashing between her two lovers as they continued to kiss each other passionately across her.Sam had not yet come. He let Marcie's orgasm ease before withdrawing from inside her and letting her roll over, panting with exhaustion but eyes glowing in ecstasy. Seconds later he was on Joan, her legs spread wide to receive him, and thrust deeply into her willing cunt. Ready as she was, Joan still. " That's nice to hear," Zoe said."Well, I'm glad you think so," Brock replied. "Because you have to understand, any sister of mine is pretty well going to be a sister of theirs. You thought you had just located a lost brother but it turns out you might have found a whole new family to be a part of."Zoe wasn't certain things would work out that way but if it did, it would be more family than she had ever dreamed of."So, tell me a little more about you," Brock prompted as they dined on delivered.