Once the box had been properly recycled, the helmet roughly fitted so to give Lauren the illusion of a correct fit, Lauren was off to the library with...an anticipatory sense of urgency. Lauren’s earliest memories were of looking at books. It didn’t matter what they were: books with pictures, mechanics magazines left by her older brothers, the cookbooks her mother had on a shelf and never opened, and books without pictures. When she discovered to herself she could read, she proudly toddled over. Watching them made her feel almost as if it were entering her! She lay there, continuing to gaze wide-eyed, as the young man’s stiff, meaty pole continued to disappear into Marlene. When Stacey’s cock was all the way in, Marlene leaned back, her arms outstretched, her hands on his thighs. Carlotta, wanting to be involved in their joining somehow, reached for the point where Marlene’s and Stacey’s bodies were joined. It was just about the wildest experience she’d ever had! She could feel the. “Jerry, this is my Mom, Betty Wardell. She’s been dying to meet you, and I wanted to be with her when she did. Please, Please - give my Mom a hug and let her know how much you already love her.”“Betty, I’ve heard a lot about you and I’m glad we finally get to meet in person. Come give me that hug Wanda was talking about. I know you’ve met Sherry, Larieta and Marlene by now and I want them to join us in a really big hug as you and I hold Wanda close between us.”“Jerry, when Wanda told me to be. The kiss steadily grew more heated, as their tongues requested entrance into not so long ago forbidden territories. Someone moaned but neither was curious enough to stop and investigate. Before they knew what was happening, Nick had Amy on her back, caressing every inch of exposed skin while trying to uncover more. Nick trailed her hot kisses to Amy’s straining throat, licking at a forming bead of sweat. Her hands were busily trying to undo the buttons on her blouse, her lips soon reaching her.