"I ... I wonder why she never told us." Well ... you know Lee, full of surprises. I mean, we all live far from here now. It's no wonder why she didn't...tell us, why she didn't want us to worry. We're not in high school anymore."Everyone stares at Klaus blankly but cannot reply or argue against him since they all know he is right. Klaus sighs and messes his hair and rests his head on his arms and looks down onto the floor. Noiselessly he shakes violently and cries. Trish, showing her sympathy,. She squeezes them together and rythmically begans moving up and down on me. The feeling was incredible. It was almost like finding a new hole to fuck. As I began moaning, I realized once again, I don't know her name. "I'm Cassie by the way" "Pleasure to meet you Cassie i'm..." I sloly trailed off "Its ok baby" she said sweetly. "Cum all over my tits and face" And thats set me off. Spurt after spurt after mind numbing spurt of cum spewed from my cock and blasted her on the face, hair, and chest.. Down ... oh forget it." Mom's pussy was sore? From the cycling? "And I'm all sticky," she complained as she ran a finger across her breast and the paint that covered it. Paint that was now gooey and uncomfortable."I'll wash you," I said, then took her hand and before she knew what was going on, started to lead her to the bathroom. "And put lotion on your sore parts." You can't," she protested when she figured out what I was suggesting. I walked her into the large, marble floored shower."And. He headed to the kitchen and picked up two cans of beer from the refrigerator. His wife eyed the second can and looked up at him with a questioning expression on her face. He winked at her.He went out to the garage where Robert was putting away the painting supplies. Clearing his throat, he said, “Robert.”His son turned around to face his father. Somewhat defensive, he asked, “What?”“Catch,” Max said tossing a beer to his son using a gentle underhand throw.Robert caught the beer. Surprised, he.