“Well, we don’t have to tell her. She is not very tech savvy and wouldn’t expect my phone to be recording.” And just like that we had a dirty ...ittle plan. I could hardly wait for my trip to see her mom next week. I made sure not to jerk off all week so I could put on an extra good show for her. When I arrived at my mother in law’s house, she greeted me in a sexy new sheer robe she had just bought. She had nothing on underneath and her nipples poked through from her saggy breasts. I could see. Standing, both Marlene and Janet got one their knees and first one and then the other wrapped their mouths around my cock and buried it up to my balls.Satisfied that they had served their penance, Meg dealt another hand and again I’m sure she deliberately blew the game.“Now it’s our turn,” Janet said, anticipation sounding in her voice, “I want that cock buried as far as it will go into my pussy after that, I want to see it slide into Marlene’s hole; and lastly I want Meg to lick our pussy. " He said that a lot ... and sometimes the saying was part of the obituary.The little boats were ashore and resting on their construction cradle ... hauling each boat every Thursday was the final 'water' test of our sailing Tuesday/Thursday class.It is amazing how much muscle an eight year old kid can put on during a summer of lifting, hauling and turning 77 pounds of awkward plywood hull. What was a struggle in June is easy in August.Tuesday/Thursday was sailing. Noon to four ... but everybody. . They looked at me, taking in my dark hair and grey-blue eyes, my pretty face and slender body. Men always looked at me and I always tried not to notice.Mostly they were worried about my lines, but I'd memorized everything I had to say. It wasn't much acting, no matter what Daddy said, unless you counted the fact that I had to look happy, sexy, beautiful, and comfortable being mostly naked in front of a bunch of strangers. That was acting!"Curt!" Shelly looked up from my lips with a smile. "Go.