There were butterflies in my stomach, but their friendly demeanor immediately put me at ease. Very simply, Bud and Carla Westcott are the two nicest p...ople on the planet.Both remembered me coming over infrequently to work on a school project with Kevin. They asked about my parents and my brother. They said they couldn't wait to meet my children.Kevin's dad Anthony (no one ever called him that, though; when he was in the Army, someone started calling him "Bud" and it stuck) was a retired banker. "It's not fit for adult ears, ehh?"Molly giggled and blushed. "Well, no, as a matter of fact. It's a girl-type secret." Oh, I see."Irving, who was as dark as his sister, but a little less healthy-looking, was panting. He had a peevish expression on his face, not uncommon for him."How are you this morning, Irving?" Hill asked, knowing that the boy dearly loved to be asked the question. In his classes, he would not indulge his little quirks. He was spoiled rotten by his mother who always fancied. The act was so humiliating.Then suddenly, Randall ejaculated, and Pamelia was unprepared to receive a mouthful of male cum and got choked. When she tried to raise her head, Randall grabbed ahold of her thick dark-brown hair that normally hung several inches below her shoulders and forced her head back down while saying, “Swallow it bitch,” in a harsh and demanding voice. Her cheeks bulged out and some of his cum was leaking out around his cock as it continued to spurt out more cum. She had no. ..." he heard. It was exactly who he was thinking of. Deciding what to do surprised him more than he ever expected. "Come on in....I'm up here!" he called. He wanted her to see him just like he was. It thrilled him beyond belief. She stepped into the room, tentatively, her hand went immediately to her mouth. She had never seen him lying and presenting himself like he was. Before she could say anything the command blurted out. Sit on the chair... Now! For some reason, probably out of shock and.