Those old times definitely were fun days for sure; both ladies commented on that fact. They were days full of no more high school; of anticipation of ...hat college or work might hold, of boys... men... and of other things. There were things shared at giggling-girly-get-togethers that probably were not fit for polite company. There were... awakenings.#In the dark of night years ago at one of those parties, on a living room floor with a blood 'n guts horror movie concluded on the DVD player;. We knew what was down by now. Mom had been intimate with all three of us men, of course, by this point. Amy had tried us both on for size, too, Oswald and I. Obviously, we guys ... and the girls ... shared Anastassia, too. Michael, however, had not fucked anyone else in this family but Mom. That was about to change, though Mom looked at me for permission for whatever reason.“Anastassia ... you first. I’m gonna get it on with Amy while we watch. Oswald ... enjoy Mom,” I directed them, taking. There was a wide area for truck parking before reaching them; Vicky pulled the Stratus off into it, and the two Harleys pulled up alongside, one on each side as she rolled the windows down. "Hey, you two," she yelled out her window into the rumbling of the idling bikes, "Have a good trip, now!"Emily pulled up her face shield to reply from her side. "Same to you. Sure wish you were going with us." We were just talking about doing it another year," Vicky smiled."Sounds good," Emily grinned. "Have. I put one hand behind her head in return, and ran my other hand along her back. When I finally couldn't take it anymore I broke off our kiss, growled "Come here, you!" and dragged her into the tub on top of me. She fell in with a splash and a squeal of delight. I had been hard for a long while, so it wasn't long after she'd gotten settled in the tub, straddling my hips, and resumed our kissing that I slipped inside of her. She acknowledged my entry with a sharp intake of breath and a wiggle.