” It was free and the announcement promised good music and good food and free drinks. Rigby went wearing the Hawaiian shirt his Uncle Tommy had give... him and his good, going-to-church trousers which he noticed were getting a bit shorter than they had been. His socks showed.His mother had tried to explain growth spurts to him and said that was why she wouldn’t buy him expensive sneakers, Chucks, because his feet were going to grow some more. He was already wearing size eights. Rigby hoped that. Marge slid her tongue into Bart’s mouth and rubbed his tongue with hers. They both enjoyed this and Marge’s heart and Bart’s heart pounded. Maggie started to weep until Marge picked her up and embraced her and Bart kissed his sister on the forehead. Meanwhile, Homer was drunk and was sweating under his church suit and Lisa was getting hot from sucking his cock. Maggie was standing under her mother, at the spot where she can look up inside her mother’s dress, when Bart said to his mother: “Mom,. We finished our pizza just in time. My mom knocked on the front door and asked to see what we had done to the barn. We showed her what we bought and what we put up. She asked why it had taken so long to get all that done. Mr. Monroe told her that we had to go to Lowes three counties away for some special screws and then we had time to watch a movie. So she thanked Mr. Monroe and we left. On the ride home my mom asked me what happened while I was there. I told her the same story as Mr. Monroe. Our tongues fought and my hands began to explore the skin under them. I stroked the length of his body as our souls locked in the kiss. His hands mirrored mine. When I touched his stomach, he touched mine. As I moved toward his nipples, his hands roamed up to mine. With experienced fingers, he gently covered my breasts. He pinched just right, he caressed in precise rhythm. My hands ran between his legs. I lightly stroked the length of his cock. I wrapped my fingers around him and applied.