I want to know just what the two of you have done with my daughter? I could ask the same of you, Trevor retorted, indicating he did indeed know someth...ng about my special relationship with our son. His implied accusation stopped me dead in my tracks. I felt the moral high ground slip out from beneath my feet. Very well, I said, half-sarcastically. You and your horse-dicked new friend here can just go ahead defiling those young girls, and Ill pretend its not happening. Is that what you want?. You set on a sofa between the boys, and started slowly to stroke their dicks, which became bigger and harder with every stroke you made. You were looking at their cocks, than looking at me with dirty smile;) I was just enjoying the view. Your little hands on those hard big dicks, playing with them and commenting how you like their young hard dicks;) I could feel my cock bursting through my jeansBoys were in heaven... Mike asked if he can touch your breasts? He was admiring them so muchU took. .. that's different. Besides ... It's at home, and—" Last week at that restaurant in New York?" Mother interrupted."That was after several glasses of wine," Kris grumped. "And most of the women there were half-dressed — at best — anyway. There were tits spilling out of tops all over the room ... And there were at least two girls dressed the way Tina was when she met Scott Harrington: One breast was completely bare." Your tits are so much nicer than theirs, too," Mom added. "And besides ... How. .. right.So I drew it on a sheet of paper and said, "Grace? File this ... no not there ... file it to keep."She chuckled. Both our study desks had file drawers. She put it in mine. I took it back out and handed it to her."I want to be able to find it again. Put it in yours."Everybody laughed, even Piper.Grace likes her coffee thin. Not so thin that she can see the bottom of the cup but at least the top inch of the side.An abomination before the gods.Coffee should be dark and thick enough to.