Ellen's youngest sister opened the door and her eyes got big when she saw me standing there with a baby in one arm and a baby bag in the other. I walk...d in and went through the living room and into the kitchen. Ellen wasn't there, but Mrs. DePaul was. I was in the middle of explaining Theresa to Ellen's mom when Ellen came running into the kitchen and her sister trailing behind her."Is that for me, Jackie?" Yes, but not to keep. Her name's Theresa and she's six months old." I handed her the. Micheal knelt on the bed and began to lick my buttocks, Ralph knelt beside us and began to stroke my cock and pinch my nipples. John pulled me forward till I was laying on my stomach, Micheal begin to lick the crack of butt. When his tongue found my anus, Micheal kissed it passionately. I could believe the feelings that went through my body, sucking John's huge cock. Micheal sucking my anal opening and Ralph licking the small of my back. I felt Micheal crawl up between my legs his huge cock. She turned to lie on her side facing her son resting a hand on his chest in an affectionate gesture. "I've been putting off doing a lot of things - things that just don't get done when you aren't around here to help me with them."Rory assured her that he was more than happy to help sort out his father's belongings and to look after other routine but necessary post-funeral chores."I meant things that your father would be helping me with if he was still here," said Katey. Now Rory didn't know. "No. . . more, don't, stop, don't, don't, stop, don't . . . stop . . . stop . . . don't, don't, stop, don't . . . stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop don't stop, DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP!"Peter had no intention of stopping, would not have been able to stop even if he had wanted to. His face and arms were running with sweat, he was gasping for breath, lights flashed in the red haze before his eyes and he was fucking like an automaton, aware of nothing except the urgent need to rid himself of.