“How well do you know Dan?” “Not that well. We say hello to him when we see him around town. One time he stopped me at the coffee shop to ask a ...ouple of easy tax questions.” “Well, Sue and I know him a little better than that,” said Gary as he smiled.” “And?” “Sue, why don’t tell our friends how we know him.” “Well,” said Sue, “I kind of know him in a Biblical sense, if you catch my drift.” “Wait! You had sex with the Sheriff?” asked Gretchen incredulously. “Yes, sweetie, I fucked him. How or even why would I allow my sons friend to bend me over his face and fuck me with his BBC whilst my face was shoved onto my sons cock.It was too late he started to pound me for all he was worth, I could hear him grunting and sucking in deep breaths as his massive BBC pounded into my sopping wet pussy. I could feel my juices running down my legs and onto my sons face, but I couldn't do anything about it as he had total control over my body right now.He pushed my head down onto my sons cock. You could engrave that on a plaque someplace," Doug laughed. It was twelfth night and I was with Casa del Agua. Doug had been bundled up and sitting in a wheelchair at the Christmas Eve celebration. He hadn't stayed to the end. Rachel, and Doreen took him home while Sandy stayed with the children at the fire. Mostly he didn't feel too bad, but Doug just didn't have the energy keep going for long at a time.His good humor was intact, though. After the kids were in bed, he'd decided that tonight. Sandy's fingers wandered down, touching her cheeks and lips. Her lips were soft, and her tongue slipped out to suck on his fingers. He moved one hand down her body, lightly flicking her nipples. Janet started moving forward, trying to push her sensitive breasts into Sandy's teasing fingers."Do you like that?" he asked. Janet nodded, her hands rubbing her thighs, trying to hold back her sexual feelings."Let me help out," Samantha said. Sandy looked over at her, noticing that she had removed her.