In the evenings dad missed Janice. Although I still sucked his cock, he missed the fucking. So, he started to pester me to take the place of Janice, t... let him fuck me.One evening he sat on his recliner with the briefest short that I had seen with a tent clearly outlining his erect cock. Mom said, "Janet, why don't you sit on daddy. He seems to need some excitement." Mom, dad has been asking me to do with him what he had been doing with Janice." You mean, dad wants to... ?" Yes, mom. He wants. "Hi, guys," I replied but didn't give them my name. "I was hoping for some peace and quiet and catch a few rays." You can do that another time," said Mike."So what do you want to do now, then?" I sighed and sat up bringing their eyes back to my chest."Fuck me," whistled Todd."Not on a first date," I giggled again."No, sorry," apologised Todd, "It was just, well you know." Yeah, I know," I smiled lustfully at his cute face. "So, guys, what are we going to do and where are we going to do it?". I looked around as Nancy held her cock with both hands and shot a long, continuous stream of cum into her urinal.“Yessss!” Nancy hissed as her cum pooled in the bottom of the urinal. “Agh,” she grunted as a big wad of cum plopped into the urinal. She started to pump with both hands for all she was worth.“Agh!”Plop.“Agh!”Plop.“Agh!”Plop.She thrush her hips forward and held her cock, squeezing as hard as she could with both hands, for one long eternity. Then went limp.“Oh, yes,” Nancy sighed.I. I have eight of the most gifted gunsmiths in the USA. These guys can and have built just about anything. What are you looking for?" I want a .22 automatic that will shoot shorts with a silencer. I had an automatic, but that thing would throw a casing and I don't want that. It is now with a pawnbroker in Miami. I might need more than one of these for obvious reasons. I have a really nice .308 that needs a suppressor too. It would probably be best to use additional barrels with the silencers on.