"I settled back in my recliner and went back to my paper. I really couldn't hear much of the conversation until Cindy's voice raised a bit,"What? You...saw it? How? When?" Shh, yes he must have thought I wasn't home and was walking back to his room from the shower." and you said it was big? Who knew our little Johnny."Now I knew that they were talking about their brother John. He was 17, tall skinny. And apparently packing. This conversation was too interesting, so I went for my second cup. Finally the time came and Colette submissively went with her husband to the car.They drove to the toilet block and found the two men eagerly awaiting. They greeted Colette with lecherous grins and handed Chuck a small gas mask matching the ones that they each held in their hands.“Is it that bad?’ Chuck asked with a laugh and in a tone that implied that he thought the worse the better.“It’s absolutely fucking foul,” the men replied laughing.Colette was stunned at. Mom came back, smiling a silly smile and grabbed me to kiss my cheek. I turned her face and kissed her lips, slipping my tongue to the back of her throat as she bumped her pussy against my cock. Mom sat at the end of the table opposite me and we ate pizza and laughed. I swear, we had the best time I can remember in this house in a long, long time.When we finished eating, Julie helped Mandy gather all her packages up and walked home with her. She told Mom she’d be back shortly, that she wanted. Little did they know the group of us together was trouble! We had been playing sex games for over a year before Jake received his license. We had some wild times together in the front and back seat of Jake's car.There was a lane off 301 that we used to go parking on. That lane was on the west end of the Morton farm and was used by farm trucks in the spring and fall. It was also used to carry water and fuel to the crop dusters. The rest of the time it was not used and grown up with weeds and.