We began passionately kissing once more and soon my cock was hard again. We moved up to the head of the bed where the pillows were and I position myse...f between her legs. I slid the head of my cock between her pussy lips. She was exquisitely warm and tight as I sheathed myself to the hilt. She moaned her approval. I grabbed her legs and pushed them towards the mattress with both hands. Looking each other in the eyes, our lips met again as I slowly began long, deep strokes in and out of her. "Becky," Willie began in a monotone, "you want to marry Dell, don't you? And I think you are a grand young couple. I think as much of Dell as if he were my son. Yet, Becky..."Mavis could see the stud horse man lean forward. "I am afraid I may have to do something that may send Dell--damn him!-- -to the penitentiary." Ooooooh, no!" Becky cried, leaning forward. Mavis got a brief glimpse of her pallid face before she wilted back into the chair.So, that's the bastard's game! Mavis frowned, hating. "Wake up squirt...the tide is up and surf is on!"David sprung up in his bed startled at the sudden shout, but caught upfast to what was going on. "Ya, ya Meg....I'm coming!" he barked backand then flopped back down in bed, then pulled his pillow over hishead.Meg finished up her shower and personal morning chores in record time,then tossed a shoe plucked off her brother's floor at his still formlaying in bed. "All done your turn!"David tried to slam the door on the hall's bath to show his anger. Joanne looked up at her friend and smiled. Fran smiled back at her and held out her arms. ‘Come here!’ she whispered, ‘Now it’s my turn to do you.’ Joanne got out of the bed and slid her sweatshirt over her head. She could see the lust growing in Fran’s eyes as she did. Then she undid the clasp at the waist of her pants and pushed the slacks, and her panties, down. She stepped out of the pants, and paused, again looking at her lover. ‘God, Joanne, your body is really gorgeous!’ Fran whispered,.