Brendan and Max stepped back.Scott leered at them with a mischievous grin as he pointed back theirway like Babe Ruth did to the outfield. His hair fi...ished anotherorbit. His left hand quivered over the grenade launcher button on hisleft hipbone. He pursed his lips."Don't flirt like that, dude," said Max. "It creeps me out. Somehow,I can't stop looking though." Me too," admitted Brendan.With a firm sudden halt of Scott's head, the hair unexpectedly whippedaround his face, dropping down to. "Ok thanks mom, I'm really looking forward to going to the wedding. I'llmake sure to pick out a dress that is pretty, getting to have and wearpretty clothes is one of my favorite parts of getting to be a girl. I'mgoing to have to start getting rid of all my boys' clothes, to make roomfor the clothes we've bought and the haul Emma gave me."Mom smiled "It sure is and yes you'll need to start reorganizing yourcloset. We can donate your boys' clothes to the goodwill, unless ofcourse you'd like to. Pushing one slippery finger into me and then a second.Pushing Tomas and I onto the bed she settled between us, barely pausing to swap hands to continue finger fucking us both. There was so much spunk to use on us.'I want a show', she said.A show! Shit.'I want to see Jack in you Tomas'.That suited me cos my cock was still hard enough to chop sticks with and I moved myself over as Tomas rolled onto his side for me. Ania lifed his left leg and guided me into his arse. Hot, tight and smooth.I. I was too busy kissing Missy to notice when Shannon had removed her lilac top and bra. Missy trembled before me, and I whispered, “Shh, it's alright babydoll. I'm going to make you feel so good.” “Okay, Mary,” Missy breathed and jumped as I reached out and fingered her bra cup, slipping a finger underneath the cup to feel her supple flesh beneath. I was delighted to find the bra clasped in the front and deftly undid it, her bra sliding off her arms and shoulder to lie on the floor. Missy.