”“Clarissa, please, don’t,” I begged.“Get out of the car, Petrovich. Now!”I resignedly unbuckled my seat belt and got out of the car. Clar...ssa hopped out and grabbed my arm, and led me towards the door with Clara following close behind. We went in through the front door to find Dale engaged in a heated argument with Jocelyn, whose face was red and I thought for a moment I saw steam coming from her ears. Dale turned when he saw us come in.“You two children play nice,” he said. “We’re going. As she showered me she was telling me about how this same thing had happened to her brother when she was my age and also to her husband so she knew how to handle men who had no use of their arms. She dried me off including my hard cock. Had me lay on the bed on my back. She asked me if I wanted help with that pointing at my cock. I told it would be nice thinking she would stroke me off. Then she just took off her clothes, got on top of me and lowered herself down on my hard cock and rode me. Even Elizabeth had gotten to dance with a few guys during their night club hopping. Carlo hadn’t gotten much of anything. He was too serious.Melinda sat up and looked at him.Way too serious.She snuck out of bed not to disturb Jia and tiptoed slowly towards Carlo. He was in his boxers underneath the thin blanket, she remembered. She bent down next to him. She pulled the covers off him slowly. He slept soundly. She reached for his boxers and touched his penis. Small and flaccid, it was. She. ”“But now you see how wrong that was!” I gasped in delight as Daddy pulled out of me. His cum ran down my thighs, so hot and naughty.Mother pulled off her blouse, her breasts constrained in a gray bra. She reached behind her, unhooking her bra, her tits spilling out, nice and round, with a plumpness about them that made me shiver. Her nipples fat and pink like my own (I had small tits, but big nubs). I licked my lips, such hunger surging through me as she unzipped her baggy mom jeans. She had.