I went to find Shirley again."Shirley, Brenda and I are going to be fucking in the bedroom. We're trying to make her pregnant. You can stay in here if...you don't want to look, or to hear anything. Brenda and I don't mind if you want to watch though. Emily is going to be watching too." What about tonight?" All arranged. Joyce is looking forward to it, and so am I. I've got to go, Brenda is naked, and I'm afraid to leave her alone for too long like that with Emily in the same room, and Joyce right. ."fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah: bellowed the old man as he jolted shot after shot into teh young studs hole, all 250+ pound jolting the young frame with each push."Sweet fuck honey" said the old man into the young studs ear as he kissed him on the neck and rolled off. No sooner had the first man rolled off that the second one took his place and with the fist mans come stil oozing out of the young stud's ass he slid straight in and began banging the young stud like crazy.The young man. What she did hasn't done any harm. I ask you, how fucking stupid is that?" I expect it's just a desperate argument. Anything to paper over the cracks."He sighed, "Well, it won't work." He drained his pint, and looked at me, "Fancy another?" I do, but two boys probably fancy their lunch."Why is it that everything seems to have emotional overtones these days? Back at the house, Molly had cooked a wonderful roast leg of pork. The last time she, I and the boys had sat down to roast pork was the. She started to kiss the top of my head while massaging my arms and then moved to my stomach, grazing her nails up and down my tummy. “Does this feel ok?” Sarah asked, my eyes closed and my mouth slightly opened.“Y... yes,” I said trembling. Sarah’s hands caressed up to my bare chest, covering both nipples, and started to massage them gently. This made me arch my body and bring my legs in, while my hands grabbed a fist full of sheets. She moved her hands down my body and grazed her nails on the.