My understanding was that Elsa's father was a Russian billionaire who had made the wrong statement at the wrong time and wound up in Siberia banished ...rom his wife and his cash. There was little doubt he was no longer with us but nobody brought up that subject anymore without expectation of unwanted consequences.Elsa warned me that her mother was subject to some bizarre actions when she was high on the pain-killers she seemed to gobble up like candy when she was in the mood for a change of. I moved my hands towards her boobs and pressed them. I played with her long nipples. Mom was just watching us. Aunty unzipped my pants and pulled them down. I removed my underwear. I took my hard cock in her hands and started stroking it. I turned my attention towards mom. I held my hand out towards her and she caught it. I pulled her towards me. Aunty meanwhile took my cock in her mouth and started blowing it. Mom came near me and we started kissing each other. I pulled mom’s saree that was. Ahmad was slamming his member into Emma’s rectum with increasing fury.“Buh! Buh! Buh!” was the only sound Emma made as the two cocks slammed Emma’s holes harder and faster. Emma managed a forced smile as the men were no match for Emma’s tight holes. “I’m gonna cum,” Eric grunted.“Ooofff,” was Ahmad’s response as I could see his balls and cock pulse a stream of cum into Emma’s stretched ass. Emma’s eyes widened a little as her rectum filled with Ahmad’s hot load. Ahmad was still reaming. "This tree that which you behold before your eyes is a very powerful andmagic tree. Do you know why this is so, dear grandchildren of mine, Dannyand Manny?" Is it a Transbike Tree?" queried Lonnie."Why no," chuckled the kindly oldster, "But that is an excellent idea fora story, or a few dozen virtually identical stories. This, oh belovedprogeny of my Loins, is The Wonderful Magical Wishing Tree. One need butbelieve in the magic of the Wonderful Magic Wishing Tree to have theirFondest Wishes.