She hated to admit it, it was much too perverse, but as the boys grew older she was seeing them as males and not just as her children.Now she snapped ...pen the beer she'd brought upstairs and lit a fresh cigarette from the old one. It was lonely being in bed without Bob. She couldn't help but remember the old days before the children were born. Their sex life had been so good then. Why did things have to change?Sometimes she resented living so close to Bob's mother and sister. When the children. Water leaks down to my sex which has grown wet, hot and desperate for you.The cold of the ice soon penetrates me and I'm shivering as the last of the ice has melted away and your hand slips down to my sex. The water hasn't even chilled it and as you stroke my pink slit that is wet with my juices and water I groan and push back against you. Your finger slips inside and plays slowly and gently for a short while before being joined by another. I push hard against you, one of your knuckles grinding. The thin embroidered blanket could not hide the obesity of his father - it sickened him. Without closing the door, he walked slowly and carefully towards the slumbering form, not taking his eyes off the face of his father. In seconds he stood over the large bloated form, staring into the face that gave him life. He ignored a movement over his shoulder.The ex-senator lay in troubled sleep, sometimes kicking out with his feet, other times his hands. He was trying to stop the demons of his sleep. Here we have two couples in a living room talking. Each person is sitting next to their partners. They are all giving compliments to each other. At some point one of the guys starts saying how cute his friend's wife is. She blushes and asks him what he likes about her. The guy says he likes her face, then, hesitates, and adds that he loves her boobs.She's pleased about the compliment, but asks him why he likes her boobs. The man comes close to her and says he likes how round they are. She.