Carly looked briefly at Freddie, as if asking for his permission for something. Then she took a shuddering breath before closing the gap between her a...d Sam and kissing her back. Sam's moan of surprise helped to deepen the kiss and Carly held onto her even tighter than before. Freddie couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. His girlfriend was kissing her best friend, who just happened to be another girl. If it had been any other girl in the room with him and Carly, he would. Jessica felt the jolts of semen shoot into her as Greg seemed to have an endless supply. Just like her stepson he came in buckets and stayed hard. Greg stiffened as he thrust into her each time he felt his cum ejaculate. Jessica rocked with him and she clenched her cunt muscles squeezing every drop of cum from his cock. Greg collapsed on her body as he felt the last surge of cum leave his cock. Jessica held him tight as he trembled slightly. Greg had never felt so good in his life. He couldn’t. She was also delighted to meet Bill, since she had about given up hope of ever seeing her daughter become attached to a man.Alice was relieved to see her daughter still alive, though slightly wounded. By now, the wound had nearly healed, and Bill was scheduled to pull the stitches out in the next day or so. As it happened, Bill had been so concerned about the wound that he had refused sex with Annie, no matter how much he wanted it, too. Annie was ready days ago, so she was so horny by now that. It landed loudly and flatly on Tracey’s outstretched behind. Tracey then let loose a long wail that surprised nearly every onlooker. What they all had no way of knowing was that this was an involuntary reaction that reached way back into the now long lost lore of Ol Whistler. The wail was universal and the long gone members of the lodge all knew that men and woman alike all wailed the same once they were bitten by the Ol Whistler. This began a cadence of whistling and wailing that was to.