John walked back to my front, running his fingers from the small of my back to just above my vagina. He unzipped his pants and let them, along with hi... boxers, drop to the floor, allowing his large cock to spring out, surprising me, as usual. I twitched but accepted him as he pierced me with his thick cock and began pumping in unison with him. His small but firm hands held tightly into my spread thighs as he rammed me repeatadly with his penis, my feet dangling helplessly to his sides. . .cold as a motherfucker.” At the same time I watched him strip down naked from his shorts and wife beater undershirt and he made his way to the water. I went out further in where I knew I could actually swim, as most of it was more shallow. Mikey finally was in the water and we fucked around for a while, talking and splashing water at each other’s faces. After about a half hour or so, we laid on a couple of big towels at the edge of the creek and it was then that the unexpected. It wasn't until we pulled into his driveway that he turned to look atus."Let me talk to him first," Mom said, and got out of the car. The restof us watched and waited; I realized I was holding my breath only whenI couldn't do so anymore and let it out in a huff. Mom went over toGrandpa and said something, and he replied... his face looked puzzled.Mom said something else and the puzzlement changed to something else --wariness? Suppressed anger? He said something else, and Mom repliedwith a. “Oh thank you Daddy that helps.” Sam continued massaging her tummy causing the water to disburse deeply into her bowels. He glanced at the bag. She still had three quarts to go. She’d be sobbing in pain before this was done. As he continued his massage he felt her tummy distend and bloat. God, he loved that feel. He loved to see and feel them swell. Sam glanced up, still two quarts to go. Merilee looked like she was nine month pregnant with her bloated tummy hanging down. She was.