I get my mother to lick my pussy and I get to fuck her with my footlong strapon that is as thick as my wrist. I remove my clothes quietly. Kneel in fr...nt of my mothers mouth. Let her smell me. I move behind her fit the harness, guide the head of the strap on up and down her wet pussy lips, then thrust forward. "Oommph! Fuck that's big. Alison can we drop the act." Alison stands watching taking photos of my mother being fucked bound and blindfolded. I grab her love handles roughly, blood comes. I retrieved two good fat folding books full of silver dollars, half dollars and quarters. The rest of that copious collection were coins that had no real value to me despite their value to their collector.I found my prize--a Franklin stove! It sat in the parlor of the farm house, just as pretty as could be! I packed it up in my cart along with the fire tools and all the stove pipe I could find and high-tailed it home. My miserable excuse for a fireplace was about to be bricked over! Once I had. Sandra and Bobby locked eyes with each other, and Bobby gave an almost imperceptible nod to her sister. Sandra looked from Grigsby to Whatley. "We heard a couple of comments you two have made, and I guess I don't know which of you to ask this, so I'll just ask both of you. We, Bobby and I, have ... uh ... well we've ... Oh, crap, we think you're going to move Art, before long and ... we want to go wherever he goes. We've..." Fallen in love with him," Bobby supplied.The two men glanced at each. Conlin." Her voice was youthful, still slightly girlish, but quietly confident, and very pleasing.I must have sat and stared, speechless and unblinking. Both girls giggled at my sudden awkwardness. "Hello, Lizvette. I'm very pleased to meet you," I said as I turned in my chair to face her squarely. We were in my den, where I had been working at my PC, and the girls stood in the doorway, lit by the midday sun streaming through the windows they faced. Lizvette clasped her hands behind her back.