I'd never done that before; I'd heard it was possible, and now I know it to be a fact. I started screaming, "AYEEEE!" and passed out. My arms dropped,...and my blouse fell off. John must have picked my clothes up, folded them, and put them in the clothing box. When I came to, Mickey was laughing his ass off. "Identical sisters!" he said. "It HAS to be genetic. Maybe we should ask their dad if their mom screams like that." "DON'T YOU DARE!" Sherry and I said in unison. By the time I came to, John. Italian gear set and cranks?" Campagnolo," she admitted."It's not something you could ride in the woods," he said."Where would I get something like that? With knobby tires?" I asked."You can't. I built it." Build me one?" Me too," said Grace."Well, now. I'd have to charge you ... oh ... ten dollars for a donor bike unless you can find one in the paper or on the bulletin board at the union ... at the library or the Kroger." What's your name?" Grace asked."My real one or what folks call me?" Make. After admitting your fantasy about Mark to me I told you how much it would turn me on to just watch you, so that’s what I’m gonna do for the time being.”Again Jennifer heard what Tim said, but almost as if in a dream. She would thank him for his surprise later.Jennifer looked at her son’s cock. It had to be at least 8 inches. And it was thicker than her husband’s cock. She made her eyes wander from top to bottom, her gaze going over the shiny purple head, drops of clear fluid running out the. He came round to the side of the bed and sucked my nipples and put my hands on my pussy. He actually opened me up slightly and slid my fingers inside me, so I pretended I was fast asleep still and started rubbing my clit in my sleep.”“Fuck, how horny is that, did you cum?”No he beat me to it, he came all over my tits and my face then went to the bathroom fetched a wet flannel and cleaned me up. I had the most amazing orgasm after he left the room. I even got to lick a load of his cum off me.