"But that's the idea I had, too." What, have her get a tattoo and a couple piercings?" Hell no, get her a bike," Kevin smiled. "What I've got is too d...mn big for her, there's no getting around it. You wouldn't happen to be thinking about selling yours, would you?" No, not really," he nodded, thinking of the '56 he had sitting in the garage, and rode once in a while. Like the Firebird, he'd bought it young and held onto it, but it hadn't gained in value anything like the Pontiac had. "It's like. " Cleo smiled. "A feast for a hot summer evening." God invented perfection when He made Molly."I toted out the food and plopped it all on the kitchen island. I ignored plates and tossed a fork to Cleo and retained one for myself. "No dishes" I explained and we ate, dipping into the bowls with our forks and holding our chicken in our hands."Whats ya workin on?" I asked, happy with being clean and eating."The party." Cleo said and took a big bite out of a chicken leg."THE party? The ball?" I. She was taking the cum in her finfers and sucking them clean, while rubbing the rest all over her breasts and belly. We laid together for a while, then she said, I'm going to take a quick shower - then let you play with me and my slips all you want." "While I'm doing that, you look in my drawer and find what you like."I went to her drawer and took out several slips, rubbing them against my now-hard penis. she came into the room, saying, "You are being a nawty boy jerking with mommie's slips -. When he stopped, his face went cold and he looked at the Reverend and reminded him, “Rev, you now I’ve got some sexy ass pictures of your fine daughter and fag son. I tell you what is going to happen, not you to me.” The Reverend was delighted. He feigned a sigh of defeat, and said to Thomas, “Fine… well, will you at least come in and let me make you a cup of coffee? I don’t think Mandi even has him ready to go yet, she was bathing him last I saw. You can sober up a bit and get out of this.