Out of nowhere Sarah piped up “Kelley, you have a big glob of something in your hair; it looks like the milk cow slobbered on you”.Kelley’s hand... went right to her hair. When she felt the glob, she knew exactly what it was, and it had nothing to do with a cow. She pulled it from her hair and wiped it on her jeans. “I can’t believe that cow slung her slobbers in my hair.” As she looked down a noticeable wet spot appeared in the crotch of her jeans as her brother’s semen began to leak from her. .. Janey? Holy...” He was wide awake now, beholding her sexy, teen nakedness.She jumped onto him, kissing him passionately. They hadn’t actually kissed since the first night they had fucked ... no, made love, she realized. He had been caring and gentle out of love for her.She reached down and grasped his cock, hard and ready. Then she directed it to her very wet pussy.As she sank down on it, groaning, her dad said, “Um, I don’t have $100 on me, Janey.”“Don’t care,” she responded, her eyes. My wife and I arrived in New Orleans the Friday before Fat Tuesday; we spent four days enjoying the food, drinks, and parades building up to Fat Tuesday’s celebration. On Tuesday, we awoke early, had breakfast, showered, and went into the French Quarter. It was late morning but we started celebrating early. The Quarter was already crowded and people were partying feverishly. My wife had prepared for the day’s festivities wearing a skirt without panties and a loose blouse that easily let her. And the other 20 needles were divided between her belly, pelvis and buttocks.Leon knew his wife had a horror of needles and wake up like this would be terrifying for her, but he had to do it in order to please the judges and also the audience.After a while she woke up. Her eyes widened when she saw herself full of needles, she was clearly passing bad and crying. Her eyes were begging Leon to help her and stop that suffering. For a second Leon wanted to do something about, but his phone ringed.