”“Do you like watching girl-on-girl action?”“Very much,” he replied. His eyes almost rolled up in his head at the possibility. Marjorie snic...ered under her breath. She knew him well.Penny and Misty immediately went into each other’s arms and started several long kisses. French kisses started and the girls made sure that Misty’s father could see their tongues surging in and out of each other’s mouths and being sucked on. Their hands caressed each other’s breasts and tweaked on nipples, but. “Hi, Darling! Hey, Danny! Come on in! Oh, here is my little angel. Come sit on Grandma’s knee!”Larissa squealed and jumped on Trudy’s lap while Margaret Gunderson had bolted up from her chair, her face turning beet-red.“Hi, Aunt Margaret,” Helen said lightly. “You know Danny, of course. Over there, that’s our daughter Larissa.”“H-hello, Helen,” the woman almost whimpered.“So what’s up? Did my dear Uncle get caught with his hands in the cookie jar?”“It’s a ... a technicality only,” Margaret. I asked Jerry if he wanted me to cum in his ass or not. He grunted, “No,” so I kept thrusting until just before I was ready to cum and then I pulled out and he quickly turned around and I sprayed my load all over his face. The first shot hit Jerry’s forehead. The next shot hit his cheek and then the last shot hit his chin. Jerry had cum dripping all over his face as he rolled over and sprawled on his back. I saw that he was hard again so I grabbed him in my hand and jacked him off until he. Marcie was somewhat slimmer than Mary Kay but other than that the two could pass for twin sister, from behind anyway. Through the glass doors and into the museum, my mind kept trying to drift back to school field trips, quite possibly the last and only time I had ever been to a museum. I remember Mrs. Ferguson walking us in an ordered line through the building, while a guide made comments about what we were seeing. I remember snickering when we walked near paintings that showed people naked and.