She rolled her hands in a teasing circle around the base of the thick shaft, feeling the powerful slab of manhood come even more alive in her hands."O...hnnnn," Zach groaned deeply, rolling his head against the back of the chair. With her pussy on fire and dripping like crazy, Grace slid her hands upwards, her brother's hard thick cock feeling absolutely amazing in her slippery hands. When she got to the very tip, she drew her two hands back towards the root."Twist your hands as you stroke it,". I explained about my cure of cancer and age regression, about the WE, the connection all at the party except the Wilson's shared, the good health and healing that had gone on. If the rest of the Wilson's wanted to they could join us. I told them about the PAIN they would all have to go through. I also told them of the ability to connect and know that Jean was clean and sober. Charlie jumped up and wanted to join. I said, "This was a decision we needed to have the whole family make."We would go. ”Emily shook her head. “It doesn’t matter now. Nobody else is going to shoot around a sprained ankle. I’ll have to figure out how to line up something for August while I’m on crutches.”Instead of answering, Jazz said, “I should really look at your ass. Roll over.”Emily groaned, but obeyed. “Please tell me I’m not going to have a scar on my ass.”Jazz didn’t answer until she’d cleaned the scratch at the top of Emily’s right leg with peroxide and put a wide bandage over it. “It’s not on your ass. So she comes back with my drink and a Coke for herself. "I am feeding the baby," she says, "so I prefer this." After giving me my drink and putting hers on the side table she plonks herself into the same sofa next to me. As she does this I cannot help but notice the bounce of those heavy tits. The sofa is a two seater and her thighs are pressed against mine.As she reclines back I notice for the first time that the top three buttons of her shirt are open and most of the left tit is visible. I.