" The tears started again, and she let them come.I waited a moment while I pondered. "Listen," I said, "I can drive you home. I'm accustomed to this s...uff."She rocked back and forth a little, humming some more. It almost sounded like a moan. A sharp crack of thunder in the background only punctuated her misery. "Can you stay awhile? I hate to ask, but I don't want to be alone."I pondered for another moment, and said, "Would you like to come home with me? I hate to sound too forward, but..." I. Jack lounged on the sofa drinking a beer and watching a football game on television, dressed only in a pair of baggy shorts.Janie bounced in from the front of the house holding up a joint and sat down on the sofa right next to him. Jack couldn't help but stare at his sister, who was clad in a pair of ragged cutoffs, an old, oversized men's dress shirt and, apparently, nothing else. A hole in a worn place at the crotch of her shorts exposed part of her smooth-shaven pussy and she had the top two. Susan turn around. Get rid of the sheet, Goyse.”Susan swung around into the sixty-nine position. She had a leg either side of Marg who was now lying down on her back looking straight up at Susan’s crotch. “Wow, that’s a nice looking pussy you have there, Susan. You’re very wet, girl. Are you always that wet or do I turn you on.”“You have a man’s wife listening over the phone to us making love. You have him standing there with a seven-inch cock sticking straight up in the air and you’re. If I didn’t I would never offer that. Why can’t you understand, it will be so wonderful you will have my dick and another dick pleasing you.”“And you really think I can get laid with some stranger?”“Of course not! You’ll choose the one you like.”“Thanks for giving me a choice. I just don’t get it, isn’t it enough for you?” Nancy pointed at shelves with CDs. “Lots of porn movies.” She added.“It’s erotic, not porn.” Her husband corrected.“I even agreed to take part in your home made porn. I hope.