"No that's Dan and Ellen, the couple from Indiana I was telling you about. Ellen is the one who forwards the pictures and emails." They look like nice...people ... she's very pretty." Certainly doesn't look like the mother of two grown sons does she? They made the trip to Montana at least once a year, sometimes more ... and Bret and Abigail and Amelia would also visit them a couple times a year. They were very close and really did look at Bret and Abigail as son and daughter."She showed Becky. Let my cock slide on your tongue." I begin to move. One shallow thrust, just parting the lips, then withdrawal. A deep thrust, lips parting and sliding down the length of the shaft, I find the back of your mouth. A short pause before I withdraw. I continue until you have the rhythm. Shallow, deep, hold. "Stop. Move toward me. More. Spread your pussy lips and let my cock rest against your clit." You obey, thrusting your hips against my cock. It feels wonderful, but you know already that you. "Oh yes, Mr. Briggs, please give me it."The old neighbour increased the pressure on the lubed up hole, delighting in hearing the once straight boys pleading. As he pressed in the slim black dildo past the boys virgin entrance, it popped into his tightness. "Now, you hold that dildo in while I get myself a drink. Don't you dare let that slip out!'"Yes, sir," mumbled Simon with his face buried in the sofa, trying to keep still so it wouldn't slip out. He desperately wanted to squeeze his arse. They had managed fine so far, so she just couldn't understand why he felt he needed to add another woman to their lives at this point. And not just another woman. Susan had two sons, Mark and Steve, who were nineteen and twenty, respectively, and who would also be moving in with them.She had met the two brothers, and while she admitted they were both very handsome, she didn't like the way they looked at her with leering eyes every chance they got. She felt as if they were undressing her with.