No one could make it like mom, but I guess just about every kid growing up says his mom’s the best cook. I headed downstairs and to the dinning room...where I saw that Sue and Dan were eating with us. Their daughter Kim and Robbie were both in high chairs. I was sitting next to Molly since she wanted to sit between her mom and me. Lasagna and toasted garlic bread and a side salad. It didn’t get a whole lot better for me than this. After a few bites, I told mom I thought this was the best lasagna. Des was going first because it was his house and he had supplied all the drinks and snacks. Watching from the other bed were Sam and Rick each waiting, somewhat impatiently for their turn.Mel was lying with her arms above her head, her legs spread wide and her knees slightly bent. She seemed to be taken no active roll in the procedure but I knew she was really enjoying herself. Over the last months I had become aware of her little ways, the way her eyes were closed and her mouth open sucking in. My wife looked at me and said, “Now it’s my turn.” As she rolled over on the bed and spread her legs. I instantly dove between her legs and injected my tongue as far into her as I could. She moaned in pleasure as I used every trick that I knew. She then looked at Denise and said, “You can have a turn now too.” I didn’t really pay much attention as I was engulfed in my wife but Denise crawls on to the bed and lays on her back underneath me and begins to suck my cock that it still dripping. Fred smiled, "I see that you remember me at least. That's good, because we're going to get to know each other really well and I have this camcorder here to let us remember it all."Becky screamed out "Let me go, you perverts. Let go of me. Oww, it hurts" as she struggled helplessly in her position, the weight of the boy on top of her was beginning to apply pressure to her chest."Fred began recording with the camcorder. Becky was now on her back, pinned under Tom. Jim decided to help get her.