"God, this could make me come, too!" she whimpered. "You two taste so good! I think I could eat your assholes for an hour!" Eat my asshole, then, Mom!..." Mike grunted. "You can make me come by sticking your tongue up my asshole!" Suck my ass, Mother!" Ted pleaded, pounding on his cock, his balls jumping up and down."I can't suck both at the same time," Donna protested, wishing she could. "But if I keep it up, I'm sure going to come! This makes my cunt so fucking hot!"Donna pulled her hot panties. Looking out I saw a bunch of happy tipsy people singing Xmas carols in our driveway. Dale was standing beside my wife with his arm around her and straightaway I pictured him fucking her. Being my wife's employee however I felt I could never express my feelings or my fantasies to him or her. I just kept the images in my head whenever I masturbated ... which was often.Dale left the company in the New Year and the thought of him faded. Then one night after sex with my wife (we were still having. "Danny? Danny, what's wrong," his mom asked. Danny gasped for air as he looked fearfully into his mother's eyes."Robert, I think he's turning," Denise said to her husband."Go call 911," Robert said.Denise ran into hers and her husband's room and grabbed a cordless phone,dialing 911 as she ran back into Danny's room."911 emergency services. Do you need police, fire, or paramedics?" Yes, I need an ambulance," she said. "My son is going to be 18 nextmonth, and my husband and I think he's turning.. I tried not to say anything since he was paying for it all, but I was starting to get skeptical.The following Saturday Ken was a whirlwind of activity. By lunch the deck was framed and by dinnertime it had railings and steps. By dinnertime on Sunday we had a deck. I was impressed."Becky sweetie," Ken said, "Don't go out on the deck this week bare-footed, okay? It still needs to be finished." It looks finished," Becky countered."Not that kind of finished," said Ken brightly, "I need to put.