..I remember that day clearly. Dad was away on another one of his business trips. Though I did not know it then, the relationship between my parents w...s almost over. I wished I hadn’t come home from school early that day. I wished I had stayed back with my friends for a little while longer, but I was eager to get back home and play video games. I wished, I hadn’t walked in on our black neighbor in the middle of our living room, his pants pulled down his waist, with my mom on her knees, her eyes. She liked Billy - he treated Becky right and he was a good kid. He would actually come up to the house and pick Becky up instead of sitting in the truck and honking at her like a lot of the other boys did. And he was very polite and respectful to her as well - sometimes more so than Becky herself! She sighed wistfully, remembering when that was her and Dave - back when they were together, back in the good old days. She still missed him, even if he did run off with that red-headed tart!"So,. Their cunts, spread and wet, open to the fingers and cocks of those who, like myself, enjoy taking their bloated bodies at every opportunity. And because of my work I have lots of opportunity.As I said, she wakes up. She finds herself bent at the waist in a frame of pipes such as you see used for cows to keep them immobilized for feeding and fattening. There is a box under her belly to help take the weight off her legs. Her tits hang over the other side of the box to give her studs something to. His hand went to my hair to stop me from moving so I had no choice but to keep sucking on his huge cock. He let out a long deep groan as his warm cum spurted into my mouth. I kept swallowing his huge load before giving his cock a final gag before moving away. He stood, breathing heavily for a while before he moved, buttoning his jeans.“My turn.” The girlfriend was stood at the end of the aisle a hand down her trousers, moving slowly. The boyfriend grinned and moved to the stairs. The blonde.