Lisa always felt bad for her little brother. While Lisa grew up in a nice house in a nice neighborhood, Frankie had to live in a cheap trailer in a cr...ppy trailer park. The truth was, Phil could have and would have done more than a three thousand dollar used trailer, but he had to contend with his actual wife.Frankie was around two when Ben and Lisa got married and moved away. Phil and Frankie would come out for frequent visits. It gave Frankie more time to be with Phil and Lisa. Only a couple. Her pelvis clinched and unclenched my cock as it went. She held me tight to her. Then lights flashed inside my head as the cum rushed from my balls toward her uterus. My breathing stopped completely, my heart skipped a beat, and I had the very best sexual experience of my life.Once I could breathe and see and speak again I whispered in her ear, “I love you.”At the very same moment Rachael whispered in my ear, “I love you.” Her voice sounded coarse and rough and very sexy.We hugged and we hugged. When the kiss was finished, Steph stood up and walked back to her place, twisting her sexy ass every step of the way. Anna went next. Her spin landed on Steph, and they kissed. Next was my turn. The bottle stopped pointed at Anna. Per the rules, it was time for us to kiss, but Anna asked for a pass, and I graciously conceded. Olyvia was next up, and her spin landed on me. My sexy daughter walked over and nearly dived on top of me, shoving her tongue roughly into my mouth. We kissed for several. "Yum," Sarah smacked her lips."So fucking good!" murmured Melissa. "No one gives me pleasure like you do." You said fuck, my love." It seems a good hyperbole. Not that it's overstating. Not at all. Let me taste me. Then I get to taste you."The gentle, hot kiss lingered.Melissa followed Sarah's pattern of kisses down her body. At the pussy, she performed her patented tease, lengthening it cruelly, producing curse words and "bitch" quite often. "You fucking bitch," the most frequent phrase. When.