His arms slumped, except for the one in her hand. He stared at her, unmoving, eyes wide and so far gone Zoë felt scared. What if he had a condition? ...f Michael was unstable and she had triggered a breakdown, she had to call someone for help. Then he started moving his lips, trying to talk without his voice. He wasn’t at the dinner table anymore, Zoë knew that much. He was off in some unwanted memory, reliving that day. She thought back to the story she had found. It had been the worst accident. 1 of his sons said "does that includeUS ??" Carl replied "YES, if you want to." Even dad got in on things afterthat. All 3 of them went over to take their turns next in the girls. Howeverthey had not yet gotten a good look at the girls. All they had seen so far was2 guys with their shorts down on top of 2 gals fucking them. When the boysfinished fucking Angel & Becky & climbed off them then they got a good look attheir recently flogged fronts. Dad said "What the hell happened to them ?"Angel. He moved on to my nipples I loved th way he treated my tits Tyrone had magic hands soft and strong. Then he made his way to my pussy, and just blew on it softly. Tyrone move to my left inner thigh, then back to my pussy and blew on it. Then he moved to my right inner thigh, and back to my pussy. He made me beg for him to lick it. When he did it was like niagra falls in my crouch, I came almost immediately. Tyrone just kept going, as I squirmed from the exstacy. He went faster, then out of. He had wiped his face and brushed his teeth, or so it appeared. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs as Zoë smiled at him. For Michael something about the way Zoë looked, walking off of the black tile into the den with both hands clasped around her cup that set him off like a tuning fork. He returned the smile sleepily and joined her on the way to the couches. The two sat down on the first sofa, the light brown leather crinkling under their combined weight. “All right so what did you need.