"Now Garth, I will explain for you. The dear sweet children simply reconnected all my circuitry and re-established my main power bus relays. I was pro...rammed by your grandfather, Garth Holloway..."Garth interrupted, "I know that. What I don't know is why you're still here after, what is it; eighty-five years, now?"Rosie was unmoving, resilient in her stance. "It was exactly eighty three years, four months, twelve days and..." Okay, okay I get the picture, Mr. Spock." Mr. who?" Jody asked.Rosie. ”When I was standing she reached for and grabbed hold of my cock, pulled me forward till she could line it up with her soaking hole and just said “Fuck me hard, Jack.”In two strokes I was buried balls deep, hard up inside her and with a rain of hard smacks across her bum cheeks I set about to 'pummel her brains' out.All three ladies were now holding on to the massage tables, their tit's were swinging and bouncing around as they were getting fucked hard from behind. It was all being shown on the. She didn’t know how long she had been asleep, and she felt too lazy to turn and see the clock.She squirmed her ass back against her son’s prick, feeling it throb between the cheeks of her ass. She was resting her cheek on one hand, then she moved her other hand between her drawn-up thighs to position her son’s cock against her cunt. She loved the feel of his cock there, the heat against her pussy lips. It was still dark outside, but the night lamp was still on.The heat of her son’s cock against. At least for a while. It was about a week ago that things turned weird again.She started small, an accidental dropping of her towel after she came out of the shower, bending over in really short skirts and sexy panties to pick things up, brushing her breasts against me when passing by in the narrow hall in our house, even wearing really low cut tops and no bra and bending down to talk to me when I was laying on the couch so that I could see her perfect supple little breasts in their full glory..