“The Type 7 have accepted my command codes. We have full access to the Bone Yard now.”The Kermac could not shake his uneasiness quite as fast. “...hose are really Rama 7?”“Three of three hundred mothballed here. All fully operational, and as everything else here almost forgotten, but then I was in charge of logistics and Bone Yard depots were under my jurisdiction.”“We must find a way to get them off this planet.”The Kermac literally salivated, seeing himself carried by one of these machines down. The boy stood up. A stain soaked through the crotch of his pants. He tried to cover the spot with his hand."Dad, please don't be mad. It's my fault too." Okay, but I don't want to see you two together again. Do you understand?" The boy nodded his head and then walked away."I'm very disappointed in you, Amber."Hiram picked up his daughter and carried her home. He took her into the garage and closed the door. Amber knew he normally went here to get away from the family. This time he'd brought her. "I shot the critter this morning. Guess theHurricane drove it inland." Still delicious," I lied to him as I mentally puked.After dinner, Andrea said to me. "There is a slight price for eating atmy table, Barry. I need you to help me do the dishes." No problem," I replied as I got up to help her. "That meal is worthmore than washing a few pots and pans."We talked as we cleaned the dishes. Although what Andrea said to mesounded more like gossip, I was listening with great interest. . "The shock on their faces was laughable; two poor high school boys, stark naked, cocks shriveled, proud as peacocks for having just been two parts of a threesome with an incredibly sexy thirty-ish woman, their own Minister's wife, when all of a sudden her grandmother, HER FUCKING GRANDMOTHER, comes walking down the stairs. Like the old expression goes, they didn't know whether to shit or go blind.Their cum was still leaking out of her and these two kids could think of nothing more creative than.
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