The late phone calls soon became Dave's favorite time of the day.One of the things Dave was curious about was where Shae was getting the stories she w...s telling the boys. "Out of mid-air, mostly," she replied to his surprise. "I usually work out the general direction of where I'm going while I'm hanging around during the day, waiting on setups and doing nothing much. The actual story doesn't come out until I'm telling it." You ought to write some of those down," he told her. "There are some. She was in the basement playroom with Daddy. He was probably helping her cram for her masochism exam.She padded silently into the kitchen and eased the refrigerator door open. A soda would taste good while she tried out her new vibrator!Kathy's short skirt rose to expose her smooth, bare bottom as she leaned over to reach for a cold can. Suddenly, she felt a wet nose sniffing her moist honey pie. Oh, no, the dog was in the house! He'd caught her scent and wanted to play!What to do? If she moved. Sure I’d learned how to swim, the hard way. He’d pushed me in and sang out in his most authoritative voice ‘Sink or swim brother, its all up to you!’ I’d swam, and hated him since that incident. I guess I still did. He was the bastard in sheep’s clothing, but I’d been the only one to realize that. ‘That’s six today!’ my brother called out as he unhooked his latest catch and placed it into cold storage in another container. I frowned at him, sickly like and tossed the reminder of my sandwich. Mom started jumping on his dick, he was caressing her boobs, pinching her nipples and held her from waist pressing her towards him to get him more inside, both were moaning hard, “aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh yyyessssssssssssssss fuck it hard yyessssssssssssss oooooohhhhhhhhh yyyessssssssssssssssssssssssss.” Mom was riding him hard, he too raising his hips faster fucking from bottom.They stopped. Now mom got out from his dick, he stood and positioned mom in doggy style. Rakesh, “shweta.