"No," Jennie burst out, before she calmed her response somewhat. "No. We initiate at least half of our love making, and with the 'sport fucking' it's ...lmost always one of us initiating things. Oh, Jeff 'caught' me at the vanity sinks in our suite a few days ago and took me. I was bending over the sink, supposedly brushing my teeth, when he pushed that marvelous cock into me. I knew he was watching and I made my boobs jiggle to help attract him as he watched me in the mirror."He had to hold me. I want to feel you cum." Then he blew his load inside of me. I felt his surge of spunk then felt his cock pumping his load into me, every hot squirt of his seed. When Ryan was done he pulled out, both him and Randy started talking about my tight asshole. I looked over my shoulder and saw Hunter push his brother out of the way, ramming his cock up my pussy. Randy smiled at me, "Damn Katie, you got your son's really horny. Look at him go, he's fucking you like a rabbit!" It was a great. The scene was almost always the same: late into the night, Tammy, my 23 year old daughter, would break down into uncontrollable sobs and litanies of regret and self pity. Her husband of less than one year, Michael, was killed in an automobile accident by a drunk driver. There was nothing her mother and I could do but comfort her in her hour of need.We took turns, Mary and I. Some nights she would spend with Tammy, neither of us leaving her alone for too long for fear of her falling into a. She crouched before him and took his face in her hands and kissed him so hard he felt she would press his lips to pulp. ‘Jesus, Philip, do you mean it?’ ‘Sure I do.’ ‘Oh my god!’ ‘Sixty – forty, with you as the majority owner. Sound good?’ ‘Oh my god,’ she couldn’t find an original expression of delight and surprise. ‘I’ll finance and you do all the work, make the decisions.’ ‘But…’ ‘I’ve gone into business with Ai and I want you to have what you want.’ Her heart was about to break, tears.