Aunt Riley was getting by just fine without my help, and Jessie—You’re running away from it.—was better off without a useless brother like me. I...selected “no” again.There was no third prompt.Since I didn’t have anywhere in particular to go, I walked aimlessly around my small coastal Florida town of Navarre taking pictures of whatever happened to catch my attention. I’d like to say they were the best pictures I’d ever taken. To say that before my death a miracle occurred and I captured my last. Arch handed me an open bottle of poppers. I took a hit in each nostril. Felt the warmth spread from my chest, through my nipples, down into my stomach, to my groin, thighs. My anus relaxed. Lamont's cock passed my sphincter. I sat right down on it slowly taking him inside me inch by inch until I was pressed against his wiry-haired pubes, my cock between us, leaking pre-cum onto our bellies. "Oooh, fuck," I said. "Yes, fuck," Arch said, "fuck youself on Lamont's cock. Ride it bitch." He slapped. Jessica who was by this time sitting up on the edge of the desk enjoyed the visual beauty of Kelly's oral ministration to her boss. Through his partially opened eyes he saw her sitting there with her slightly sagging big tits calling out to him. Dexter's long suppressed desire to fuck Jessica came rushing out like water from a broken dam. He laid his hands on Kelly's head and gently pulled his cock from her mouth. Moving into position between Jessica's open legs, he pushed her gently back into. ‘I want you to make love to me darling,’ she replied. ‘Tell me more,’ he growled. ‘I want you inside me, fat, hard and thrusting deeply, I want you to make me cumm hard, I want to feel your lovely semen spilling inside me. Oh god Paul, I want you now, I’m so turned on.’ She lay back, knees bent and parted widely, there, nestling between her lovely thighs lay Virginia, pudenda swollen with desire, so hot, so hungry and overflowing with nectar. Paul, now as hard as a rock knelt between those hot.