Dad still looked her in the eye and Fran seemed to draw strength and comfort from that, sensing only Dad. "How did it happen?" she asked."She suffered...a massive stroke in a shop downtown," Dad replied. I later learned it was a grog-shop and that she yelled herself to a stroke over being refused credit."Did she suffer much?" Fran asked, picking up on the more common meaning of what was simply meant as a medical term."No. Impossible," Dad replied. "She must have been unconscious in seconds. I. Their moms wanted to reel them in a little and to try redirect their hormones. You know that you don’t have to keep Anita and Rose. I’d like my wife back, but then I don’t get lonely at night with all our sisters.”I told Andy how I was going to be working a four-day workweek and flying back to Hawaii on Thursday nights for some time with my women there, as well as my new son and daughter. “I’ll send your wife and sister back to you when we get back Sunday evening, so expect your women back. 'Wanting her to come, he tried blowing on her super heated cunt and got her to start a shuddering that didn't stop until her mighty climax had fully subsided. He sucked her clit into his mouth and she started humping his face, frantic to get off.Dutch sent two fingers into her, reveling in her intense heat and wetness. He set them to plunging in and out with a rapid, piston like motion as his tongue flicked over and around her fully engorged clit. He felt the first spasm and eased back. She. Well I’d be up on the table top when one of the male guests would say “OK, I’m ready to fuck Debbie’s asshole.” This was always greeted with laughter and applause. Then Mom would come over with a big smile on her face and a bowl of baked beans. She would feed me a spoonful of beans while I crouched naked on the table top, after which I had to switch from a crouching position to on my hands and knees. Everybody would then shout “One, two three, Happy Sweet Sixteen, go Debbie go!”What would.