“Well, you now have six hundred twenty-seven spouses, Lord. That’s not even counting all of the women and men who will be mobbing you at every tur... whenever you visit every country on Earth. I mean, think about it, Lord. You’re now the most famous and beloved person on this planet, courtesy of finally bringing so many kleptocrats, plutocrats, thugs, etc. to heel. Yes, dear, you’re going to be one busy motherfucker,” Mom told me as I slid into her snatch for a good, hard, incest fuck in the. Husband and wife shook and lurched in their ecstasy, only kept together by the girls.When Jeannette's tremors finished, the girls gently laid her forward on top of her husband. Morgan, ever the pragmatist, scurried to the bathroom and brought back a towel which she stuffed under their groins to save the carpet from staining. Morgan helped Jeannette straighten her legs so she was stretched out on top of Patrick, his cock still embedded in her. No one spoke for a long time as the girls caressed. Jake claimed to be able to build a tractor beam that would fit on a flying boxcar and be strong enough to lift a submarine from the water.Given that, they wanted to bring it to Worcester and put it in the water of the lake next to our home. They would convert the submarine to a spaceship complete with ray guns so that they could attack an alien spaceship in orbit. They would then have the captured spaceship make a one-way trip to the surface of the Earth. The grounded space ship would become. He was fabulous looking.He had a pair of faded jeans with some holes in them,but they looked like they were well worn rather than shop bought.And he had a sports vest on that showed off both his tan,and his very big firm muscles."Hola", he said, and I almost melted.I said hi and brought him in,almost showing him upstairs to the guest bedroom.I brought him in to the smaller of our two reception rooms. After some small talk, I told him my story of infrequent boring sex.I told him I was very.