They bought several kinds of alcohol and mixing and shaking them together like a bartender. That's when they told me that they used to be a part time ...artender. Well, my dad is.So we were drinking and we been telling each other stories of what has been happening since I moved out and all.At about 10 at night my mother was so drunk she passed out on their room, so it was just me and my dad on the living room with our alcoholic smoothies watching tons of videos of me when I was a baby and growing. I pushed a bit, letting the tip sink inside her tight slot as I mounted her missionary style.She talked in my ear, and her momths of stripping and giving lap dances helped her learn just what to say to enhance the physical coupling that was taking place between her tight pussy and my stiff cock."Mmmmm, such a big, older stud, fucking a young, hot girl with big tits. Push more in baby. Sink inside me, let me feel you fill me up with that big dick." she said gently in my ear."Soooo good baby.. I hadnt been giving Michelle Mason much thought. I had even postponed our weekly confidential conversations because I couldnt give her the attention she deserved. I realized how much I wanted to see her play. We cant let that happen, can we Kristen? I guess Ill just have to bring Augie out by myself if Kay wont come. Thats the spirit! But I know youll bring Kay, she wont let you leave the house with Augie, Ill bet! She laughed. Of course she was right. On that Wednesday night, Kay and I. "Close your eyes," she murmured. "Close your eyes and think of this: It'sspring, now. Warming. Things are growing. You see the buds now,everywhere, the spray of pale green on the trees, pink and purple wherethe redbud blooms, a plum tree, cherry. Spears of green have shot up fromthe earth, the buds of flowers opening. Opening. You feel this now?Spring. Flowers blooming, buds are opening. Opening to the warmth. You'reopening, you're open, you feel a breeze play on your legs, the hembrushing a.