Spring came and still no one saw the lovers. The neighbors came to call and found the couple together in their barn, in a bale of hay, with arrows thr...ugh their hearts. Some of the more God-fearing folk in the community considered it a sign of God’s disapproval of the unholy union. Most were heartily sorry for the loss. Though these locals knew that most likely the lovers had been killed defending their property from marauders, as time went by there grew a great myth surrounding these events.. Kevin Rooney, he didn’t have to talk to the husband to know he fucked up big time with his honey of a wife. And now, because of his own stupidity, his son had replaced him in Margaret’s heart, cunt and mouth. It’s shame on Kevin and kudos for big baby Eddie.“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Mommmmmmmmy! I’m . . . I’m cumming, Mommy!”“No, baby! I’m not Mommy anymore. I’m Margaret to you. Uhmmm, uhmmmmmm! Now Cum inside Margaret’s mouth! She wants you too, baby! Margaret wants your juicy cum!”“Ohhh,. As his hands cupped her forty inch ass and his bulge pressed into her stomach, her pussy got even wetter. Her desire to see what was in Lamont’s pants grew. “So where’s this happening at?” Lamont asked. He could tell the woman was still nervous. “The den,” Tracy answered, pointing to the left. “It’s around here. Follow me.” “Alright.” Tracy turned and walked away. Lamont’s eyes dropped to the way her ass bounced as she moved and he thought, and her husband got a little dick He shook his. “See anything you fancy over here, cowboy.” She said in a mock drawl.“Why yes madam. I surely do.” He played along.“Well what ‘cha gonna do about it, cowboy.”“Might just have to get me a taste of’ that.”“You want a taste?”“I do think that I would.”“Well it does belong to you.”As she spoke, she turned her two fingers, inserting them into her vagina. Turning them to and fro to liberally coat them with her own one hundred percent natural juices. She then leaned over offering them to Gabe. He.