Brian was cool and bought a keg. The rules were if you planned on drinking, you had to turn in your keys. If you planned on drinking, you had to stay ...he night. There was a large bowl by the door. Once everybody was there, Brian removed the bowl and put it in a secure location.When the girls came to the party, they were given a packet of bracelets. Most girls wore all of them. Some of the girls removed the bracelets to the acts they had no intention to perform.It seemed that word got around and. He couldn’t have that. He walked straight into his father-in-law’s office with glossy photos and the tapes of Angie in action with his crew of workers. Plus, by then he’d hired a private investigator that had turned up evidence of his wife’s antics on trips to places like Cancun and the Bahamas. Stan’s terms were simple. He wanted the company. Period. If his father-in-law would turn over the company to him, and legally surrender all rights to its ownership, he’d give Angie a no-fault divorce. "Lori!" Lynn shouted. "Get the Jelly! God! That hurts!"Lori and Cindy leaped off the bed, and Lori ran for the jelly while Cindy crouched down naked and watched the two people… – Lori came dashing back into the room -… she pushed Cindy aside and opened the jar and scooped out a finger full of the thick goo… and smeared it all over her sister's dry asshole and her uncle's scalding prickhead!And before Lynn knew it was happening, she felt the huge knob of her uncle's dong slip deep into her rear. A red silk robe clung to her curves as she slowly moved her hands up and down her body, her hands skimming over her tits causing her nipples to get hard and her pussy to tingle. Her long brown hair was curly and mussed as if she had just walked out of bed and her lips were painted a bright red. Every man would imagine her lips around their cock before the night was over. She grabbed the sash from her robe and slowly stroked it back and forth a few times as she bit her lips, still gyrating to.