"I'm gonna fill you, too, Dor." Jack felt his son's prick stiffen up and beat against his own inside the walls of pussy. He gripped the base of his di...k and shot jets of cum into his wife. He felt it dribble out of the folds of cunt, and drip onto his pelvis in a sticky mess. "I guess it's my turn, motherfuckers. Chris, are you ready?"Chris slid his red dick out of the gorgeous cunt, and placed his gaping mouth onto his mom's box, making sure he didn't touch his father's still-inserted soaked. It gave me an absolute thrill to watch the way he looked at my body. “God Mom, you’re so hot!” he exclaimed, his fingers wandering up my arm and down my chest before lightly running across my breasts. The hair on my arms stood up from his light caress and I could feel a tingling starting between my legs. Tim leaned in and placed his lips on mine, kissing me softly. The kiss lingered for several moments and I did nothing to stop it. I could feel the desire welling up in me and remembered my. "Kim, they're gone now. It's just us here. Tell me, please,what's wrong, sweetie?" Silence.Claire moved next to Kim and wrapped her arms around Kim's shoulders."Please, sweetie, speak to me." Silence.No: a whimper; then another; and then more. She's scared, Claire thought.And the collapse began. Claire saw Kim's eyes turn red and teary, andcould feel her faster, shallower breathing."Look at me, sweetie," she said more forcefully. Kim looked at her."Kim, did Greg touch you?"Kim's body started to. Only six trips would be awarded to the top six carriers of the year. Junior High was much more fun since Gerald got the paper route. He had a transistor radio—not the old crystal radio—that he bought with his earnings from the route. It had five bands, AM, FM, two Short Wave bands, and a Weather Band. Late at night, Gerald could tune in Quito, Ecuador on the Short Wave, and had found performances from the Grand Ole Opry in Nashville.He got up and dressed in his long underwear, jeans, and a pair.