.Shirl said, "Who is this, Jack?"I responded, "He is Max from the west. He is as puzzled about the fire as we are. He says it just started with no peo...le or animals close by it." Well, Max. I'm Shirley, Jack's wife. We are here to help some of our people and became curious about the fire, too."Based upon what you say, this fire needs a closer look. Protection is not so far away that fires of unknown origin should be ignored." As usual in situations like this one, we were both wearing. Her face pressing into Laura's pussy with every thrust. Her moans of pleasure released into my Aunt's hole. Holding a stare into my eyes, Laura lifted her knees up and wide, exposing her arsehole more to Catherine. She was beginning to enjoy her introduction to analingus. Catherine obliged by beginning to tongue fuck her arse.My mother was beside me fingering her own pussy with one foot on the bed, watching her son's cock slide in and out of her friend's sexy cunt. 'OH God Dan... Fuck her.... Why is it that at class reunions you feel younger than everyone else looks?9. Stroke a cat and you will have a permanent job.10. No one has more driving ambition than the teenage boy who wants to buy a car.11. There are no new sins; the old ones just get more publicity.12. There are worse things than getting a call for a wrong number at 4 a.m.; for example, it could be the right number.13. No one ever says "It's only a game" when their team is winning.14. I've reached the age where 'happy hour'. Depression?Yeah, seemed maybe like that.A few inches in front of her the bathtub spigot dripped, the "bloop" of the drop landing in the tub loud in the room. She'd been in there long enough the bubbles were patchy islands bobbing on the ripples. Her fingers probably looked like prunes, but I couldn't tell.Tension?Oh yeah. She was clutching her arms around her legs. I could see the strain in her shoulders and arms.Fear?"Would you like me to wash your back?" Again, an almost invisible one, barely.