’ Kaylee stared at Jack, seeing the calm look on his face, a look that said he accepted his fate, determined to see it out like a man would. But she...couldn’t let that happen. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, and took a step forward. They all three heard it at the same time, a car door slamming outside, voices and the sound of running feet. The man holding Jack turned his head, his hand moving a bare inch from Jack’s throat. It gave Jack the leverage he needed, and he jammed his elbow. But I wouldn't dothat. I'm a good girl." And we'll make sure you stay that way," said Mark and George together."Ok Boys, it's time to get ready for bed. Go on and let your sister getchanged into her nitie. Allen, Randy, you can stay up till ten tonight."I'm not sure who I explained more to about myself and the way I felt, myMomma or my brothers. But it was a good family discussion.The next morning as was my usual Mother's Day tradition I got up earlyand made breakfast for Momma, then I busied. Her arms were shaking witheffort as she held off her orgasm, her eyes screwed shut, her breathheld."Come on, you tease," groaned John as he lifted his hips into her."No ... ah ... wait ... ohhh ... just a ... uuuungh ... sec," Dannibegged, quivering on the edge. Then, "AAAAAHHHHHHH," she cried as sheslammed herself back down on his cock, taking him to the hilt. Herorgasm hit her like a sledgehammer, squeezing John almost painfully.Milk poured from her breasts, and John felt the warm sweet. But her ass continued to rise upward until it was physically impossible to raise it any higher.Over the next few minutes, Bruce added fingers to her asshole until he had four of them moving easily in and out. What struck me as unusual was that Bruce Compton had very large hands; obviously this anal play of theirs was a well practiced event. Just about then I noticed that a pool of water was forming on the carpet just below the juncture of Sylvie's cunt. Evidently her husband's thrusting fingers.