At forty-two years old, Carol has kept her cheerleader body by running four times a week and eating right. Her bright yellow bikini just barely holds...in her firm “average to above average” breasts. Bill tries to compliment her on her appearance, but she just dismisses him by saying “only in Lake Woebegone,” referencing the mythical town where everyone is “above average.” Carol’s worst fear is becoming old, saggy, and unattractive.Today she made herself a mimosa, grabbed a good book, and. Sandi said, "Oh mom, lets see if we can orgasm at the same time." OK sweetie, that sounds wonderful. Let's do it!" Sandi and her mom both laid on their backs as each one encouraged their fuckers to get them off. Sandi managed to keep one hand on her mom's black boyfriends balls while her brother fucked her. "Oh mom, I'm getting close, where are you?" Me too, oh sweetie ram me harder, move up so your cock rubs my clit, I want to cum quickly, now fuck good."Sandi said to James, "That's it. In all honesty, she found the picture in her mind was not altogether fearful but more anticipatory in nature. The only time she could remember having to take it in that position was when the rector told her the silly story about his cock being the light and that he had to chase the devil from her hindquarters to help keep her pure enough to remain in the choir. It was so ridiculous she was tempted to laugh out loud but she allowed him entry to her back door just to see if he was determined. He was dazzling. It ended. Everything has to end, doesn’t it? They did a slow tune now and he took me in his arms and I put my forehead on his shoulder. The floor wasn’t too crowded at first and he led me around the room gracefully. “That had to be a set-up,” I whispered into his shoulder. He laughed into my ear, his hot breath ticketing my ear lobe. “Wha…?”, he whispered. “Come on,” I said laughingly. “Well, the bandleader spied my shoes earlier and asked me about them. I didn’t really know.