.. what made you ask that question?”Kate could tell Jessie was feeling very awkward about answering this question but she only made matters worse wh...n she added, “Oh, don’t be worried about it at all, Jessie. He fucked me last night in front of the TV then he fucked mom after that! He told me he would like to fuck you too one day. When I knew you were coming over tonight and I was going to be out with mom again for a bit I just thought he would have a go at fucking you like he’s always wanted. ”I smiled at her and kissed her on the lips. “I must certainly do.”“What about Albert and Jesse?”I looked at her, puzzled by the question. “I love them, too.”She chuckled, “No, I know that! No, I mean … would they react to each other that way if we were all together?”I looked at her, and then settled my head on her shoulder, my fingers still playing with her breasts and nipples. What an interesting thought. I never even considered something like that. They were all man, basic man, and proud of. He felt how hot her skin was on her stomach as he ran the fingers of his free hand over her hot skin. His fingers felt so good on her she finally let the moan escape her lips. She also felt her other pair of lips begin to engorge and the flow of fluid escape. Her natural made gash was once again springing to life and just as normal as when she pleased herself, the wetness started to form. She was relieved. Dylan ran his finger back up and cupped one of her breasts through her bra and squeezed.. When ever Jay talks about his c***dhood it weakens him and puts him in a state of deep depression. Jay was adopted he never knew his biological mom or dad. He would jokingly say things like "my own parents didn't even want me, so i know i'm fucked up" but i knew he really felt that way. His foster parents were cruel to him, they would say things like "that's why your mom gave you up nigger" he was adopted by a racist white couple( odd right). He lived with then from the age of 3 until he was.