I walk up to Grace and reach up.I lather and rub around mommy’s pussy, getting her more than wet. Excessively lubed up, dripping a bit. I swirl it a...ound, enjoying the feel, rubbing slick fingers through her folds, slipping a finger in and out of her hole every so often. I get my hand nice and soaked too.Then I pinch all my fingers together into a point and slide without warning up inside her opening. She starts squealing and thrashing about, her legs kicking wildly. But it’s no use, she can. She got up and started kissing him from neck downwards , was licking his armpits and came down to his chest and flicked her tongue on his nipples….Kissed his hairy chest and smelled it and smiled and kept on trailing her tongue downwards till his dick and then licked his dick which had dried cum of both rangan and sudha…She started giving him a head and I was doubly shocked….I had to plead for a bj and keep my dick washed only then sudha used to entertain me that too once in a very blue moon. We were all getting along very well and I looked to my wing-man to point us in the right direction. He mentioned a club called the Cotton Eyed Joe. I didn't know where it was, so I said, "Anna, do you know where it is? I walked here from my place. Can you give me a ride to the club and I can catch a cab home?" You can ride with me and Molly, unless Molly wants to ride with Joe."Molly wanted to ride with Joe, so I rode with Anna. When we arrived at the club, Joe knew some people and they led us. He gave up his bright future, for a split second in time, when thought he could save the man who led us so breathtakingly well."Kevin Townsend is a hero, but he says that's because America breeds it into us."I say Kevin is the exception and America is better off for having him.CNN scrolled tomorrow's editorial across the bottom of the screen, and I read their words with a growing sense of astonishment. The person covering the Rose garden ceremony was deeply moved by my speech. It bled through.