You had to drive in a bit and then it opened up and you could see the house. It was the typical southern mansion that people who live somewhere other ...han the south think really exists everywhere in the south. Actually, the Jefferson's were nice people with money. They built the house thinking of grandchildren. Shirley was speechless. I knew I would pay for this later.Finally, she said, "You don't think small, Jack. This place is huge and fabulous. But, it's really not what I had in mind.". Tammy knew she was almost there. So, I decided to help our little girl give her mommy a nice, big cum. I dropped my mouth down to Serena’s big right titty even as my hand moved up to her equally-big left titty. My fingers found a turgid pink nipple even as my mouth found another. I suckled as I pinched. Another yelp, this one longer and louder escaped Serena’s lips and her hips started to drive upward against Tammy’s mouth. Our little girl let go of daddy’s cock to grasp mommy’s hips firmly,. Jess opened a bottle of wine to go with it. It all tasted divine.Jess and I did the dishes, since Kate had done the cooking. After dinner we played cards, the girls teaching me a game called Blitz that they used to play with their mother. It was nearly midnight by the time the three of us went to bed, squeezing in beside each other, with Jess in the centre. And as I drifted off, I thought, not for the first time, that this would be a lot more comfortable if the bed was just a bit bigger.Tuesday. He felt a little stupid standing in the middle of an empty businesspark with a bunch of wedding accoutrements, but this was necessary toget Anwyn back. The creep Wesley was late and he scanned his watch forthe fifth time to see how long had passed since the last time. Anotherfive minutes had passed. He was worried about Anwyn and how she'd copewith being kidnapped. She was shy at the best of times, but having apsychopath kidnap her, that could really send her into her shell.He heard the sound.