Two..." Fuck you," I said as I bent and then hoisted my mother up on my shoulder and started to carry her towards the house."I'll scream, I will," she...threatened softly."Too late for that now Mrs. Miller. Now where's your bedroom?" We can't... Stan will be home soon." Fuck Patty, your old man will be talking to his fishing buddies for the next two hours," I sneered, "he'll never miss you. Fuck, a woman like you and he's talking about fish," I added as I turned and moved towards my room. "Maybe. The long hairs held her smell, I washed his shaft and ball sack as I did so the action was making the cock lengthen and grow his purple bellend was so close to my face. It was almost too close, the slit opened as I gipped the shaft and before I knew it I was wanking him, trying to hide it using the sponge, I failed.“You dirty fucking cock sucker, go on then wank and suck his superior cock, get it nice and hard for me, or do you want it next?” Spat the wife. “Look at him” continued the wife to. “Rayn is hard to find, too, isn’t he?” All the while, I was pointing at a tree about fifteen feet to the right off the path.Little Sara smiled at me, then at Tupac. This was part of our little game. She learned not to give away that I was helping her find the other two or they would object. She gave me a hug and turned toward the tree. “Rayn, tricky, huh, mommy.” She was already moving closer to the tree. I realized I was holding my breath even as Tupac helped me back up. It was always the same. It sounded as a good deal to me.Ana dropped the towel from her nice body and lay on the sofa in front of me. She spread her nice long legs and showed me her perfect bush trimmed pussy.I watched her as she started touching her nipples until they stood hard. Her hands roamed her body, slowly moving down to her wet pussy. She slowly rubbed her clit, as she slid two fingers inside her wetness. I knew she loved feeling how wet she was. She was moaning, and it was driving me crazy, as I started to.