" True story, mom. Who can resist peanut butter and raisins together?"Matt said.The kids were satisfied with their snack and went back to watching TV...I kept getting this eerie feeling in the back of my mind. How was someof this stuff coming so easily to me? Probably because I was sofamiliar with the Clarks, I assumed. Either way, it was about time totake off. We gathered our things as I did a once over of the house,going from room to room checking to make sure there weren't any firehazards. ..first unbuttoned blouse which exposed her Bcup tits in a tight bustier...the dress fell to her ankles as she stepped out and was in her bustier, french cut panties and thigh high stockings....the bra came off and her breasts sprang free with brown nipples swaying to the beat, beat, beat of my cock....placing her feet on the toilet, she rolled down her stockings and then carefully removed her undies, showing a thick thatch of pubes and i FINALLY saw a crack of her vagina; pink and angry....she. He was fine until I brought him back to the car. I thought I saw some pot on the floorboard, but I wasn’t sure. That’s why I had him step out. He spun on me and took me down before I could react. I hit my ’99’ button when we hit the ground. I’m so lucky you showed up!’ Eric smiled and they talked quietly for a few moments. Eric liked the way she looked at him, flattered that a woman as young and pretty as she seemed to enjoy his company. If only he was younger and not going on a date, he. They're dogs, honey, and you don't want him sniffing at another woman's ass. Not unless your with him.”“Betty?” I groaned, hating how frank she was with our daughter.“So you and Daddy have threesomes?”“Only twice,” Betty smiled. “And with a very special, young lady. We're getting together with her real soon. She's giving your dad a sweet treat.”“Anal?” my daughter asked.I froze.“Uh-huh,” my wife nodded. “Good guess.”“The boys at school are always begging for anal,” my daughter frowned. “I said.