Mmmmmmm” Tim stopped with her pussy and got off the bed holding out for her hand to join him.Tim walked around behind her and held her arms to her s...de. Jill turned her head one way then the other to see what he was going to do. “Now maybe John would stand where I am and place his hard cock right on your ass and press it into the crease.” Tim did just that and began to rub it up and down, trying to get to the pucker. Jill didn’t comment only moaned when she felt his cock on her ass.“Mom, would. He found Flint and his mother having a cup of coffee at the kitchen table. She's pale. The aftermath of morning sickness, he reasoned."Good, you resurrected," Carol said, hopped up and poured him a cup of coffee."Did you meet Tammy?" David said as he took a seat."Yep, Flint introduced her. If Joe gives us a thumbs up after spending some time with her and the horses, we'll hire her," Carol said. "What's the status of the non-profit corporations you've been setting up?" She set a cup of coffee in. "Take yourself as an example. Would you be willing to sacrifice the joys of physical experience for the much more austere benefit of living on in the minds of others?" Well, not when you put it that way." How else might one put it?" asked Igwanda. "What phrasing might you prefer?"She shook her head. "Just about anything that doesn't sound so, well, pejorative. I mean, the way you said it the question contains its answer." Is there a question that may be asked about this that does not contain. Grant was not playing games and hit Griff meaningfully, with Griff grunting his reassurance.Next, Grant’s huge fingers began to tweak and twist Griff’s nipples. Again, Grant was not holding back and did so with intensity. Griff’s gasps resounded with horny delight and there was no doubt he was in total ecstasy as his head swayed from side to side, uttering guttural groans. As I stood watching fascinated, Grant instructed me to get behind Griff and beat his backside.In compliance, I commenced.