I dropped and hesitated before I crawled through the tall grass to the top of the ridge.It was over a thousand meters to the ranch buildings. I could ...ee the shuttle close to the house and facing away. From here I could even see into it and the men coming and going from the house and barn. I could see my father and brother laying on the ground and using the scope I saw the blood. My sister was dead on the porch and just inside the door I could see my mother’s feet.I growled as I took the safety. I rinsed their hair, conditioned it, and then grabbed the shower gel and a scrubbie. It was great to enjoy the sharing of cleaning each other, rubbing and scrubbing each other. I'll confess to making sure select parts of their bodies became VERY clean. The floor of the shower was awash in lather from shampoo and body gel. It was delightful, and very sexy. I pulled them toward me, and brought their faces to mine. I was able to kiss them both, nudging them to make lip contact with each other as. I followed her and it opened right up. Relief washed over me. At least they weren’t having at each other.Walking in, we were greeted by the sounds of Mrs. D approaching climax. Whoops! I took Marsha’s arm to guide her back outside, but she pulled away, tossing her coat onto the couch as she passed through the living room toward her mom’s bedroom. The bedroom with the open door and the sight of Mrs. D riding Bob cowgirl fashion. As I approached, the scent of her passion became strong. . I stepped back in, and as she was trying to balance herself and hold the bottle, both her hands were busy. I took the initiative and guided my cock into her mouth with one hand while holding her head with the other. I soon heard the sound of her piss racing into the bottle as she tried to steady herself as I fucked her mouth. Loud moans emanated from the depth of her throat and felt wonderful on the head of my cock. The whole experience was too much for me to handle, and as I continued fucking.