“I’ve heard some stories from married men, but that one takes the cake!”I pulled my wallet from my pocket, removed the plastic insert with our f...mily pictures, and slid it across to her.“What the heck am I looking at?” she asked.“My SEVEN kids. And their moms. Four of them. We all live together down in Hyde Park, though this one,” I indicated Jennifer, “is a lesbian who is married to another woman, and this one,” I indicated Elyse, “is steady with another guy.”Molly shook her head, “Just no. When Axel told them he was level 3, they spoke to him differently.“My lord, we have seen how many people we can force into the wagons, and one of the refugees found a way to fit everyone inside,” Barny said.“Cool, let’s see it,” Axel said, forgetting Barny did not know what cool meant. He let Barny lead him to a freckled woman beside a modified wagon. The wagon had been divided into sections, from top to bottom. “This way, we can take advantage of the height of the wagons. By making the sides. The kissing continued as he moved his hands temporarily to her back and they deftly undid her bra before returning to the front to access her tits with no hindrance. Again, he was pleased that there was no resistance from her and her nipples, which he had squeezed, were now rock hard.Taking this as a green light to explore her further, his right hand moved back down her body, past her stomach and began burrowing inside first the waist of her skirt then her tights and finally her panties. He. Again he let her adjust to him for a few minutes before doing it again, this time getting himself fully into her. This time he let her fully adjust to his size. When her harsh breathing slowed to almost normal, he began to fuck her slowly at first. The pain of his initial fucking started fading away and being replaced by a pressure building within her. He felt himself nearing his climax, but she wasn’t as close as he wanted her to be. He reached between them and began rubbing her clitoris. With.