I grabbed Mama O'Grady, lifted her up and spun around a few times. Of course when I let her down, I had to run to my room to avoid being hit with the ...itchen broom. Mrs. O'Grady's arm had healed well and she was in fine form as she chased me up to the safety of my room.I had just the suit to wear tonight, so that I didn't embarrass Sarah. It was the suit I wore to funerals and weddings. When I came downstairs, Mrs. O'Grady was impressed and she told me so. "Stan, you look sharp. You should. ” He cried into the phone. I held the phone to my ear for the longest time before I hung up, tears streaked my face as I looked at Macy and my girls. “Macy call momma and ask her to watch the girls, Mike and Sammy have been hurt tonight.” I told her walking numbly to my room to put on my shoes. It seemed like everything moved in slow motion, I moved in slow motion as my brain was trying to deny that facts. We sat in the surgical waiting room, Mike died seven times that night, seven times that. Christopher was shocked! He couldn’t believe what he was looking on his laptop but there was another, even more disturbing, fact - his own cock was painfully hard in his pants and was trying to rip off the zipper with some strong throbs. Without moving his eyes away from the scene where his wife was sucking a big chocolate cock, he pulled the zipper down and released his penis out. His hand grabbed the hard shaft and he began a slow moves up and down. Sally was enjoying the full length of this. After some time he call me near them and said to come and sit some distance behind her. He then lifted her and lean forward holding her in air, and told me to hold her from behind. I couldn’t believe that he was telling me to help him in fucking my own sister.I just couldn’t move a mussel after hearing that. He then almost shouted on me in anger. I just putted my both hand under her under arm and grabbed her; my fingers were touching her firm boobs. Then I pushed my hands further inside her.