“Mrs. Fleming, that’s not funny,” I responded. “Hmmm. Brian, will you be my best man?”The look on his face was classic!“Just kidding, dude... Lighten up. This is bound to be fun. Let’s not let our mouths write a check that our asses can’t cash.”Mrs. Fleming was giggling, but trying to hold it in, “Well said, Charles ... OK boys, just call me when you’re ready to be picked up.”“Thank you, Mrs. F,” I said.We were walking up to the house about to ring the doorbell, when the screen door swung open. Sharon got out.Encouraged by her mother's parting comments, Erin had let out all of the stops. Her clothing, what there was of it, was wide open, her sweatpants nearly completely off and the top only in place by virtue of her arms being in the sleeves.Toby's state of undress had made significant strides, too -- once Erin got her hand on his erection again, she wanted nothing in the way. Jeans being more restrictive than sweatpants, Toby had been shucked; his jeans decorated the floor, and his. I am right here. It fucking hurts to see you like this, but you have to talk to me” “Do you promise you won’t leave me?” Jasmine asked through her tears “Yes sweetheart I will be here for you always. But you do need to talk to me ok? You know you can tell me everything”Jasmine let out a sigh, still affraid what Rose would think of her incestuous feelings. Then she whispered. “I am in love with you, Rose. I am so in fucking love with you and I don’t know what to do to make these feelings go. With his dome still nestling teasingly between my petals, he maneuvred into a kneeling position and put my ankles onto his shoulders before wrapping his arms around my taut thighs. He lifted me and his cock drove deep into my depths, stretching me. Finally — at last! — he fucked hard and fast, pounding into me with maniacal urgency. Orgasms came so fast I couldn’t tell where one ended and another one started. He was so hard, I could feel his veins pulsating along his thick shaft, but he clearly.