"That would be the G-rated response." Oh, shit!" That would be the PG-response." Oh..." I know," I interrupted. "I tried to talk to her, but she won't...let me." What makes you think I can talk to her?" I don't think she's upset that she caught me fucking Mikee. I think she thinks I'm betraying you." Oh, boy!" Yeah." What makes you think I can get her to listen if she won't even talk to you?" I have a plan." What's wrong between you and your sister?" Mom asked as soon as Traci excused herself to. "Enough!" he commanded-and it was over. The soldier pulled his finger from Annemie's behind with a loud, wet “plop”. Her asshole, looking red and raw, remained open for a few seconds before slowly contracting to its normal puckered state. The room was quiet except for the heavy breathing of both the naked, middle-aged woman and the men. The quiet was suddenly broken as a now teary-eyed Annemie groaned and let loose with a long series of loud, wet farts, the soldiers laughing hysterically at her. "Go ahead, touch him however you'd like to, feel what it feels like, play with it, get used to it," she coached her in doing.Words sort of failed me after that. Darla opened my robe exposing even more of me. Almost delicately she wrapped her hand around my more than aroused member, getting the sense of it in her head I suppose, though her trembling hand was sending a lot of senses my way as well, and suddenly I was more than glad I'd taken the pills, now wondering once again if maybe I should. Suddenly the pounding dance beat was replaced bythe soft strains of a romantic ballad. Without hesitation, Paulo pulled her close, and he felt his full breastssquashed against man's obviously muscular chest. They were so close, andit was unleashing a flood of unwanted and unexpected feelings, sensations.That sensation between his thighs was growing stronger and he felt likehis new pussy was actually oozing wetness. In his mind flashed questionslike, "I wonder what Paulo's chest looks like?".