It took about the same amount of time to flush, but it was ... I’d say ... about a quarter of the amount from the other BM.”“Do any of you feel ...nything similar to what he is feeling, like maybe you all ate something bad for you?” the doctor asked.The family all nodded negatively.“So how are you feeling now, Timothy?”“Actually, I’m still really tired and actually pretty hungry.”The doctor took a few more notes and turned to use the phone on the wall. After a quick, calm conversation, he. But after more than five hours of pouring over surveillance footage, he had finally found the proverbial smoking gun.As he stood and stretched, the man known as Max the Enforcer looked around the small, windowless room. He liked the isolation the bunkhouse command center offered. His own personal fortress of solitude, complete with shag carpet. Only the glow of two computer monitors and a bank of telephones kept him company. The small army under his command, the one that normally swarmed the. However, the urge to go to where the boys are became stronger as spring arrived.Judy was in a no-nonsense mood which was clear as she whipped her brown shoulder length hair up and down across her back. It was evident she was quite perturbed with her daughter, Lauren.“Oh. mom “ Lauren tried to cool her mad mom down.“You were at a ‘boy party’, that you were forbidden to go too”Lauren stammered a little and apprehensively looked at her mom.She knew she was in real trouble. Judy jingled her. Two horny and attractive middle-aged women and two young, ripe, teenaged boys were about to make history and fuck each other silly!"Oh, my, Barbara. They sure are big," mom moaned while frigging her cunt."Um, hmm," Barbara moaned in reply.Mom then snapped out of her clit-rubbing dream, and stood up surprising us all."Come sit down here on the couch," she told us. Barbara stopped rubbing herself, too, as she stood up for us. God, her fingers were so wet! As we sat down mom gently said, "We're.