’ ‘But not 100?’ ‘Jesus kid, didn’t I just tell you never to entirely trust anyone?’ ‘Er yes.’ It was a pretty dully evening because L...cca did most of the talking. It also started with a jump after Danny was introduced to Ronni’s husband Dave and then Ronni sat beside Danny. ‘Do you come here often?’ he asked Ronni. ‘Yes, I like to come often… to this restaurant,’ she smiled, brushing her hand over his dick. ‘Pass me the salt please Ronni.’ She had to use the hand that was playing a tattoo on. He plopped down, now, and insisted, "We've already gone through this. She's not like us. It would be wrong to do any of..." he gestured at the two, "this... to her. She wouldn't like it." Kimberly climbed up and sat next to him, one of her hands continuing to stroke his cock as she leaned into him. "But Daddy, I know she won't like it. That's why it's called rape!" Amanda took a position at Kimberly's feet, and began kissing her daughter's thighs, talking as she did so. "Exactly. It's time one. "Not again!" I groaned aloud. All the hating myself for dreaming about my sons cock has made me horny again, because I was thinking about my son's cock! I knew my pussy wouldn't be satisfied without a proper pounding but there were no dildos in the bomb shelter. The only thing I could find over the years to stick in my pussy was the handle of a screw driver which was small and hard as hell. My pussy twitched again, reminding me that there was one soft rod I could ride. I can't believe I am. ‘Upstairs in the bath…if you’ll wait I’ll……..’ But he was already running up the stairs two at a time and then trying the doors on the upstairs landing until he found the one that opened revealing Lisa laying back in the bath, a frown on her face as he stood in the doorway admiring the view before him. ‘You…what do you want?’ Stepping into the small bathroom he closed the door, and locked it behind his back, staring down at her. Lisa grabbed the large natural sponge beside her and tried to.