That morning...I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my husband would be pleasant and say, 'Happy Birthday, ' and possibly have a small present for m....As it turned out, he barely said good morning, let alone 'Happy Birthday.'I thought ... well, that's marriage for you, but the kids ... they will remember.My kids came bouncing down stairs to breakfast and didn't say a word. So when I left for the office I felt pretty low and somewhat dejected.As I walked into my office, my handsome boss, Rick,. When my mouth first touched his cock, I felt a ripple of excitement run through his body and saw a spark of delight in his eyes. As wide as my mouth was, when it encountered the width of the tip of Danny’s cock, it had to get even wider. I took in as much as I could, which, honestly, was little more than his tip, then withdrew again. From there it was simply repeating that movement: holding onto his cock with one hand, sliding my mouth down onto his cock and then back off. All the while, he. "Come on, little bro, mustn't waste daddy's cum," Larry said.They dragged me over to Tina's pussy and pushed my face into her cunttelling me to lap it up.I'd never sucked and licked pussy before but I pushed my tongue into my sister's squishy fuck hole. I could taste dad in her pussy."Eat it boy," my dad said as he pushed my face further in her cunt."You know what would please me, boys?" dad said."What?" said Larry."Nothing would please me more than to watch my two boys fuck their slut of. “Randall Edwards. You got my word for me an’ my boy Jake.” Scuttling back into place, he looked abashed as the same woman who had muttered about Jahn marrying Jen and Fiona shot Edwards a black look. At least wife-beaters rated lower in her books than polygamists did, he thought. “I’m Elise Decker: Polygamy’s wrong and I’ll see you in court if you try and sneak anything past the legal system.” She said, voice imposing judgment, dripping condemnation. “But it’s your life. Right now, I got no.