“Not as fun as sharing the bed with Katrin?”Corec looked embarrassed. “Uhh, no, not really.”The others started coming into the room then, and ...orec went to find the cook and wake him up to get started on the morning meal.An hour later, they were eating a breakfast of sausage, biscuits, and gravy. It was simple, but warm and filling, and a good way to start a cold day.As they ate, Sarette said, “Should we try and resupply here, or wait until Jol’s Brook?”“Jol’s Brook is too small,” Gregor. She then started to massage my tit. She was expecting a response from me, but I didn't say a word. I turned on my side facing her and said, "You are such a naughty girl." She said, "I couldn't resist, you have such nice titties."I reached out and touched her boobs. We were laying there massaging each others tits. Sarah's hand started moving down my stomach. I spread my legs open giving her permission. Her fingers made there way down to my pussy. I let out a gasp as my breathing was getting. In fact he had wished that she had been the only one fondling him.He got down stairs just as she was about the open the drawer in which she had seen the partial cover. He cringed as he realized what drawer it was. His father had decided that he wouldn’t hide the facts of life from his son. In accordance with that, he didn’t bother trying to hide his porn collection. John figured that teen boys would find porn on their own anyway and this way he could, to an extent, controlled how explicit the. Such was the loud “schick-schick” sound of the pump shotgun which abruptly destroyed the mood in the guest bedroom where Dave’s wife, Cyndee (Cyn), was entertaining a newfound stud. “Do you have a last request?” Dave’s question stopped Mr. Studley in mid stroke. “Holy shit… What the fuck?” Studley’s voice went from normal to, terrified girl pitch. “Dammit, Dave you are an asshole!” Cyn was not a happy girl. “Why do have to be so fucking macho?” “I’m the asshole? We had an agreement, remember?”.