As I was getting more tired she was touching me more and getting more suggestive and flirty.I enjoyed this but wondered why I appealed to this beauty ...o much, did she just want a one night stand or was she in this for more and did I even care? The final people left at 3am and me and Danielle was still there, she locked the main doors and said she would like me to stay the night. I was too tired to drive at that point and this was a blessing, I thanked her and accepted her offer. She sat back. "Why do you think it's beating?"Karl stopped before he spoke. He had the sense that John Sullivan was looking for a specific answer that had nothing to do with electrical impulses from the medulla oblongata passing down the spinal column and causing muscular contracture in the cardiac muscle."Why?" Karl asked."It's nothing complicated," John said. "Just tell me why you think that heart is beating." Because if it didn't she would die," Karl said before thinking too much about it.John smiled.. It was really beginning to feel good. The big man pounded my ass hard, his back kept slamming into the wall with each new thrust. I matched him stroke for stroke, pushing back to receive as much of his throbbing cock as I could. Then there was a sharp knock on the door.“What the fuck’s going on in there?” a deep voice asked. “Open up this fuckin’ door,” he continued. Without missing a stroke, the big man flipped the lock, and opened the door. As he continued pounding my ass, the deep. ”Mom put down her utensils, pushed back her chair, stood, wormed her way onto his lap facing him, then obviously impaled herself on him with a long moan. All eating came to a halt. Mom slowly rose and fell in Dad’s lap while she kissed him passionately. Carol suddenly stood and left the dining room, only to return not much later with her phone, which she handed to me with her camera active and set for video. I started videoing the crazy scene of Carol and my sisters seated along the table’s.