." Come on, Wendy, give it a try! I won't hurt you too much! You know that! Don't you trust me, baby?" Terry said softly."All right, Terry. You know I...d do anything in the world for you. But you've got to try not to hurt me! Let me take it slowly!" Wendy said. "It might feel wonderful stretching my ass once I get used to it after all..." Damn right, Wendy! You're gonna love it! Jesus Christ! I can already feel my fuckin' cock up your ass! I'll bet you're tighter than hell!" Terry slowly jerked. Father had been so badly injured in an on-the-job accident and everyone else was made to help him with his daily life during his recovery. Help him to move, bathe. Prepare his meals and take him where he needed to go to. We were all there for him during the worst of it, when he had to be taken to the hospital for numerous surgeries on his back, spine and legs, we had all been there for him. My younger brother did nothing but work all day and play at the computer all night, giving nearly. It opened up all sorts of possibilities that he had never dreamed possible."And then he brought you right home?" he asked... his eyes sparkling."Oh, yes... he wouldn't even speak to me... wouldn't touch me! Dropped me off in front of the house and drove off... Guess he won't be home 'til late tonight!" Yeah!" Rick replied. "Mom's gonna miss him!" I'll bet!" MaryAnn laughed."MaryAnn? Do you think..." Do I think what?" Do you think that maybe... maybe I could... could touch..." Touch what? Who?. I needed to be inside her, I needed to feel her tight, slick walls spread around my shaft. I needed to pump mom full of cock. Her son's cock. And the longer I waited, the higher the chances were that I'd go mad with lust. I suddenly grew frustrated as prickly need ran along my chest and stomach. The bus finally stopped in front of my house. Greg and I exchanged goodbyes and I stepped off the bus, stomping toward my house. I was on a mission. Dad was still at work, which gave me a few.