" Sully nodded. "Well, Wendy was a bit curious too. She's not a lot different from her normal, she's always been a blonde bomb shell, but she ha... bigger tits, a rounder ass, and..." You lower the sheet a bit exposing her eight inches of excitement. "And one other change. Wendy is actually the perfect person to be curious with as she has everything," you lift her cock out of the way to expose her dripping wet pussy, "to experiment with."Sully can't look anywhere else except at the cock. ‘What are you doing?’ Dan whispered into her ear. ‘I…’ She was cut off by a moan as he pushed his palm into her pussy as he began doing what she was doing just seconds prior. ‘Should of told me to do it, I’m offended,’ he growled lowly into her ear drawing out another moan. He reached down inside her skirt and pushed against her so again she could feel his cock on her thighs as he began stroking over her pussy lips. He let two fingers slide down then go in a circle around her clit so it was not. "She won't. What can she say? That you suck the cum out of your mom's asshole? That I like to suck your cock? Who'd believe her anyway?"Mom was smiling, almost giggling.”“Your bitch wife saw us get married and she still married you because she thought she could get you." mom said.Heather sobbed. "No. I married him because I realized that that's the only way the two of you could be with each other."Mom and I looked at her, puzzled."You can't live and fuck each other without people getting. .The two investigators from the FBI were not at all interested in my itinerary. “Did you know your pilot was poisoned,” the tall one with a chip on his shoulder asked? He identified himself as George Carlson, Special Agent in Charge of the Miami office of the FBI. George was very tall, solid as a brick wall, serious as a heart attack, and not in the mood to spar.When I looked at Brad for direction it made George mad and he spoke just below the level of a shout, “What is your problem? Do you.