Close up, Mom's pussy was a sight to behold. It had given birth to all three of us but still looked tight enough to fuck well. It was shaved bare and ...he lips were swollen and pink. Dad's sticky cream oozed translucent white out from between the lips and ran down her thighs. It looked good enough to eat, so that's what we did.Jim, my eldest brother, went in first, licking along Mom's bare thighs to suck up the stray stream of spunk that slid down toward her stockings, following it like a trail. Saturday, the family slept in a little later, and then Lisa took them shopping, without us, I’m presuming that Lisa had thought that with some of the shops having doll merchandise, she didn’t want the kids getting their toys taken away. They were home earlier in the day, and we also went to the hospital earlier.Sunday, Lisa and the kids went to church. When they got home, Chantelle played with Barbie, while Nicholas pushed his truck around. That was the first day that I didn’t go to the. Isn't that a lovely sounding word?When you read the classics of erotic literature, you read detumescent, rather than limp. I'm not uneducated.I may have been shallow and lazy, but I do read and I have a fine mind. Vocabulary was never a problem.Jeff was eighteen, and in what should be his sexual prime. I had little doubt that I could coax him to tumesce. I could induce him to become turgid. I had no doubt about my ability to cause him to engorge.When I was finished starting with him he would be. She turned to face Ryan on her opposite side and I looked out the window.“You need to put on your happy face for TV,” Stephanie noted when we pulled up to the studio.“Just give me a damned minute,” Liz said.I violated protocol by exiting from the passenger side rear door. I was positive that I would find myself on Ryan’s shit list along with Liz’s but I needed to take a walk.I wasn’t looking for accolades for managing to turn a potential fatal story into one that made Liz come out looking like.