I rose from my chair and walked towards them, reached in and slid my daughters blood stained panties own her long legs, they were kissing deeply on th... mouth, his fingers buried deep inside her, she was grinding helplessly against them, trying to make frictional contact with her swollen clitoris, but he was keeping her on edge, until I reached in and released his swollen pleasure organ, peeling his foreskin back and wanking him until he started grunting.Now he was sliding on top of her, and she. Any way, well, it's been over a month since I'd had sex and, well, I just never expected this to happen. I just came in and, well, you…oh, and when mom had an orgasm, well, I just wanted one, too, and knew I had to have you right then." "I'm sure not complaining about how this all happened, ladies. Granted, this is not exactly how we try to make our residents and their families happy, it did turn out that we all three are pretty happy." "Oh, Charles, I hope you can give me some more massages. ……… Michael found the church to be a somber place. Its cool and shaded confines brought back memories of Sasha. Sitting in a pew he looked towards the crucified form of Christ, marveling as always how one of the most powerful religions still used this image to call and hold the faithful. As he rose to leave a young father approached him. ‘May I help you sir?’ the man asked. ‘I was just looking at the architecture, its my trade and whenever I travel I always start with the churches they seem to. “Yes, Steph?”“What are we gonna do?”I had no idea and was about to say just that when the phone rang. It was my mother wanting me to know that this Regina was pestering her about when I was coming home, and would I please call the poor girl and talk to her, and by all means tell her to cool down but be a gentleman about it, and by the way, when was I expecting to be home anyway?”That led me to put the same question to Stephie and she tearfully replied that the schedule had the Sunday train to.