Mom ran off soon after weaning me.’ ‘Oh you poor darling. Let me hug you. I could kill that mother of yours.’ Enduring the hug, Micki said dryly... ‘Thanks but that abandonment happened twenty-three years ago and dad should have made a better choice. Mom was a city girl.’ ‘Well here come some bags on the conveyer. Then we head out Horsham way, our main town in the Wimmera region.’ ‘Yes 190 miles from here plus the extra miles to the farm. You are old, do you wish me to drive?’ ‘Each minute that. There were two very naked bodies behind the frosted shower curtain. Eric was washing Michelle’s boobs with a bar of soap and her hands were wrapped around his cock. Their noses were touching and they were giving each other light kisses intermixed with Michelle’s giggling. I desperately wanted to stand there and watch this entire scene play out, but the thought of the crying girl in the adjoining room made me reluctantly leave. When I stepped back into our room, Ginger had composed herself quite. The two men held her suspended off the floor, and began to fuck her into oblivion. She let herself hang weightless between them, manipulated by arms and cocks. They pushed up inside her, they lifted and dropped her, they thrust deep and hard, plowing and stretching and pounding her holes. Her eyes rolled back and her head lolled on her neck as she lost herself in the filled sensation, her annual escape into debauched lust. My willing commitment, she thought. She felt the thick shafts spearing. I moved over on top of her as she spread her thick thighs open. Jen was rubbing herself and her breathing had increased. I grabbed my cock and pressed my tip up against her. Jen's fingers blocked me. She stopped rubbing and took my cock into her hand. She guided me very slowly into her. Jen gasped as I broke into her. You could hear the juicy sounds of me entering her very moist pussy. Before I could get all the way inside her. Jen gushed and her fluids spilled out of her onto the bed. I.