Haven't we had some fun on this couch while Jack was upstairs?"Naturally, Tommy was completely unaware that when he was in the basement with Kristi an... Jack was upstairs, he wasn't upstairs alone. Tommy had no clue that while he was fucking Kristi downstairs, Jack was fucking Taylor upstairs."Yeah, of course we have, Kristi," Tommy replied."Well, then, instead of being mad, why you just get in on the fun?" What?" Tommy said."What?" Jack said at almost exactly the same moment."Come on, boys. You. " she answered haltingly."Did he come in your mouth?" Please, David... don't make me." It's alright, Jill. Just tell me the truth. Did he come in your mouth?"Another long silence. "Sometimes." Did you swallow it?" I persisted."Oh god, stop it. Yes, I... I swallowed it. There! Are you satisfied now?" She was getting frustrated with the endless questions."I'm just trying to understand how he could convince you to do things you would never let me do." I explained in a quiet, even voice."It was. It must be a fuckin' prostste massager.That's it fuck the little girl, fuck her hard. Give it to her, fuck her tight pink pussy, fill her pussy with your cum. She wants your cum.We watched as my dad beat off with a pocket pussy.He took the pocket pussy off his cock and we could barley hear the prostate massager in the background.Holyyyy fuck, ahhhh mother fucker.My dad cried as he wiggled the prostate massager.We could see his cock start twitching.Then cum came shooting out of his cock, his. If we can swing it, I'd like to pickup a couple of the electric reels for the kites." No, shit," Brad said. "Reeling them in by hand is a job."I put my hands on Brad's biceps and squeezed them. "You're strong enough, Honey."Brad chuckled. "I know, I was just thinking of you and Kathy. It would be easier for you guys." Are you saying Jen and I are weak?" No, Kathy. I'm just saying it would be easier. I know you two could wind the kites in, but once you try it, you'll want the electric reels.