Our city is really rather small, but the local university has a theater which occasionally hosts Broadway shows. This week happened to be the time the... were hosting a production, and I had obtained tickets.Evidently, Ben was not much of a cultural devotee. Likewise, Linda enjoyed entertainment more thoughtful than American Idol. She hung upon my arm throughout the entire show, and continued to cling to me as we strolled to my car.“Sam, I had the nicest time! If only we weren’t being manipulated. When Bridget pulled away, Sian made a little sigh. Don found that he had been holding his breath and let it out as quietly as possible. For a brief moment Don and Sian looked into each other’s eyes. There was a tiny sense of recognition on Don’s part of just how uncomfortable Sian was in doing anything in front of him. He felt his face flush a little. His desire to watch didn’t diminish but he was embarrassed about it. ‘She only does it to be with Bridget,’ he thought. ‘She must really care. “Wait, let's continue this in my room. My bed is much nicer than the couch.”“Hurry mom, I don't know if I can wait that long”Mom took my hand and led me upstairs. Michelle followed closely behind.“Lie down, love” she said and pushed me onto the bed.I dropped onto my back on the soft mattress and mom climbed on top of me. She positioned her body above my lap, nimbly held my cock upright and slowly lowered herself. As she sat down on my legs, I was again fully enveloped by her tight vagina.This. First it was a trickle, but after only a minute, the entire dam broke thoroughly in two and countless thousands of gallons of muddy water were sent flying down the narrow valley below. The only real hint that disaster loomed set with the few men that had remained on the bottom of the creek bed for the rest of the men to draw any fire that was coming. These stragglers, though there were less than twenty in total, noted that their feet and legs were wet just seconds before the torrent of water,.