But, well, it's been impossible to ignore — whatever the term is — you two. We've worked so hard together, cried together, slept and then bathed t...gether." Fred," Carla interrupted, "we're yours, both of us. And we both think that you love us."Jessica, who had been standing close by listening, put the camera on the dash and sat in Fred's lap. "Tonight. We've waited as long as we can. I'm so happy. I miss my dad, but he's not coming back. I wish I had waited so that I could have given you my. .. The Cobra like pool stick worked back and forth several times as Big Poppa took aim, and then slammed it forward with an incredible forceful deliberate stroke,...this was followed by the “Eight Ball” easily finding its way making a meaty chunk, like a butcher filleting a steak! Only this time with such force it went all the way in, clear into her vaginal tunnel! Deanna would, if she could have, yelped and squealed as the ball interred, but all she could do was react with a jerk and a gagging. After a little over half an hour of tantalizing, "Oh god, I need to fuck her," thoughts, we finally made it into the basement.From the basement, she hooked her iPhone up to speakers, using them to play music to distract from whatever was about to go on. I made myself comfortable as she did so. From there, she sat back down on the futon where I was and pulled me on top of her. It was an all-out war from that point on. Our tongues met, we bit lips. We made our rounds kissing everywhere that we. I had my head thrown back in ecstasy moaning and gyrating my hips as he went to work on my nips. The pierced one got the most attention as it was his favorite. He started to talk dirty to me and asked me how bad I wanted him and I said I wanted him so bad that I am about ready to drop my pants and bend over the hood. So Bill spun me around facing away from me, with his hands placed over my tits and fingers rubbing my nipples, bent me over the hood of the car, ripped my pants off me and dropped.