Linda had brought the subject up to her husband, Ryan, once, since he knew more about computers than she did. He hadn't been any help. "It could be wo...se," he'd said. "Imagine if she got married to someone else with a hyphenated name? I mean, how'd you like to have to deal with, oh, Langenderfer-McMahon-Caserowski-Clark?"For that matter, if you were going to put the kid into alphabetical order for some reason or another, like in a grade book, where did you put her? Under "L", or "M", or maybe. It's out of your hands, trust me). It also triggered my gag reflex. As I fell back on my ass, coughing up semen, Charley staggered backwards drunkenly, still cumming. Come in my mouth? He came in it, on it, in my face, in my hair, I was a fucking mess (Hey, there's poem there; Cum on my face, cum in my hair, there was cum flying all through the air. Anybody wants to set it to music, go ahead, claim it for your own.). Fortunately, we were by the bed when all this happened. Charley stumbled back,. See how fast he is moving his tongue on my hard nipple? You have to learn a lot from your fucking brother, honey! Oh, yes! Paul, move your fucking tongue on my nipple and lick it hard. Fuck that damn long nipple with your fucking tongue. Oh, yah! It feels so good when you are licking my fat tit's nipple. Move your tongue faster, you nasty tit fucker!"Paul moved his tongue all over my left boob and started licking all of my boob flesh. My left tit is becoming all wet with his saliva and it is. Already in place, Moses could see, were glasses, plates and covered trays of food, breakfast. A lady wearing a sun dress under a large straw hat, to keep the hot sun off her face and bare shoulders, was lying out cutlery.“Well, this is more convenient than having to magic something up every time, Ty.” Moses said. “It’s your magic power now, you can do with it as you think fit. I have no objection to what you’ve done.”“Well, we done a bit more than just tents and breakfast, Mo,” Jenny-Clare said.