We moved in together in my Junior year ofcollege and this is where my real story begins. Angie had recently losther sister to a car accident and afte... a period of grieving was goingthrough her sister's personal things deciding on what to keep and whatto give to charity. Angie asked me to take the boxes she had marked forcharity to the local Goodwill store and I of course said yes.I was packing the boxes in my car when I noticed one box was comingopen, so I went to seal it back up. It was a. It took us only a few minutes to find that none of the windows wouldopen, and that each window showed nothing but a gray, featurelesscloud, lit from some diffused source outside our vision."Now what do we do?" someone moaned when we had gathered again in theliving room.Brandon, always a man of action, didn't wait for someone to answer thequestion. Instead he picked up a small wing chair and heaved it at thenearest window. There were yells of surprise as some of the brotherswere forced to duck.. My shorts bulged, but was hidden by the side of the bed. I pressed gently on her sides and tummy. “A little lower, Sam.” I moved my hands lower toward her pelvis. “Lower a little,” My hands were at the border of her pubis. I moved to her legs and massaged her calves and then moved to her thighs. “Higher, Sam, higher.” I was right next to her pussy. I could feel the pre-cum surging from my penis. “Higher!” I gave up and moved my fingers onto her panties. I could feel the wetness between her. " Judy was out of her mind. She squirmed her hips, her cuntdrenching both of her mother's large, flopping tits. "Say please," the girl giggled. "Say please and maybe I'llgive it to you." "Please," Dolores gasped. Her body was on fire and shewanted the juices from her daughter's cunt. "Gimme, honey. Gimmeyour pussy." "Should I, Daddy?" Judy purred as she straddled her mother'sface, her cunt only inches from Dolores' mouth. "Let her suck you," Darin said huskily. "Give.