Some cum rolled off the side of my back and onto my tits before dripping off of my nipples and landing on the table. My orgasm continued as Jason's cu... hit me. The feeling of my orgasm, combined with being struck by my own son's cum, was indescribable. I heard a moan to my left and saw that Becky had reached her own orgasm. Her eyes were closed, her fingers were furiously fucking her shaved pussy and her moans of pleasure sounded like a whimpering puppy. I smiled, thinking that this was all. She tried covering herself, arms over her breasts, then thinking, then a hand reaching to cover her mound, blushing and giggling at the pointless gesture."I guess I came in time for fun and games," John said as he almost stumbled over himself, spilling groceries as his hormones took over from the coordination functions of his autonomic nervous system.They stumbled into Brad's room, two drunken, one simply dazed. Stevie's buzzed mind connecting back to sounds of John moaning in orgasm in the. ’ ‘No, it’s not, the last thing Max needs is to be cornered. I know Keni is getting more and more scared he’ll show up here when every one least expects it. She won’t talk to anyone about it, but she wears that damn gun all the time now, even took it with her to Oklahoma City today and she had two feds with her plus Kate, and her folks.’ Harley looked at his little brother as he told him his deepest fear. ‘She wants to be the one to kill him Way, I mean she wants to be the one who blows his. "Thanks." He held the door back as she shuffled in, and kept a hand on it as her friend followed. Once inside, Ryan leaned against the wall and sighed in relief. Her friend did likewise. "Thanks," Ryan said again. "That was so much easier. Brody, this is my best friend, Lara Cohen. Lara, this is Brody Lang." "Hi. Nice to meet you." Lara smiled and shook his hand. Brody gestured at their bags. "Hi. You look loaded down. Can I take something?" "Absolutely!" Lara handed him the handle of the case.