”Surprised at being recognized, Ed mutely nodded. He looked away for a second and then back at her. Feeling that he was supposed to say something, h... had no idea what was appropriate. Finally he mumbled, “I was there, but I didn’t do much.”Laura finished selecting the items she wanted. After handing them to Molly, she stood by Ed, looking at him carefully. Looking at the lingerie in his hands, he felt very embarrassed at her direct appraisal of him. He was carrying two nightgowns, two corsets,. " Why would your mother want to look at an old mixer like this one?" I was really curious to know why."She makes tamales at home, to sell to construction workers. I thought she could save a lot of time if she had a big mixer like this one, instead of the little one we have at home. I just wanted to show it to her, then I was going to bring it right back here."I knew my father had bought that old mixer from a bakery liquidation sale about a year before. Almost all the other stuff he had bought. Perhaps he was, he thought, but if he were, then “let the glory pole roll” was the uppermost thought in his mind when he cupped Cheryl’s left tit in one hand and placed his lips on her right one. Lucy was on her knees, trying to get her jaw unhinged enough to take on the bulbous head of his pride and joy.“Daddy, it’s too big to get in my mouth. Is it ok if I just suck your balls a little and lick it for you?”“Honey, anything you want to do down there is just hunkydory with your old dad. I have. " She said pointing. "Cindy has a point about that big dick of yours. Oh...and use plenty of it on me too." She added.It took a moment to fully lubricate myself, and even longer to try and lubricate Shelly's puckered little asshole sufficiently as neither she nor Frank simply sat there while I did it. I had to struggle with inserting my finger into her as she continued to fuck her husband even while I did my level best to ensure that she'd be sufficiently lubricated to take me. Cindy wasn't to.