Another one shoots his load on my tongue. I savor the taste, keeping his whole load in my mouth. Cheeks puffed out, I can barely hold it. I let my ton...ue dance in the elixir and start swallowing. The more I swallow, the more I want. I take off my shorts and underwear and masturbate under my t shirt. I guess it could pass for a short dress if anyone walked in. I just have to be careful not to raise my arms. I think that excited the horses. They’re being a little more aggressive. God they’re. When I got to the park we quickly undressed again and went walking in the dark, we came across a small bridge in the park, I stopped there and stood on the rail shaking my ass… “That’s where you want it?” he asked, I honestly was not thinking of that but it kind of sounded good at that moment “uh… yea” I replied, I didn’t realize that he was already hard and ready. He grabbed a condom out of his shorts, put it on and got a hold of my hips, I swore I saw him smile, with no hands his dick found. With all of us helping, we had more trouble keeping out of each other’s way than cleaning up. We retired to the living room and it seemed like the packages under the tree had multiplied. They took up half the living room. I asked Dad if I could borrow his recliner. I had two books and settled the boys on my lap. Wendy—wearing a little knit cap—crawled into her place behind Drew and hugged me as I began reading The Berenstain Bears Save Christmas. When that was done, I pulled out a tattered copy. He had made the call to invite the son the meet Jerry at the mall.“We lived in the same house for thirteen years, but had never really talked until last week,” answered Jerry clarifying his previous answer. He wondered if he was ever going to have a chance to actually sit down and talk to his daughter. It was actually doubtful since Bill had said that she was just like her mother. There was no reason for her to even want to know her father.Martin shrugged and said, “I don’t know who my father.