So they could do little more than trade glances until Bill tucked Kathy into her crib. Helen went in to Kathy's room to kiss her good night."Nighty-ni...ht, sweet," she said after the kiss."Nighty-night, Mommy; nighty-night, Daddy." Nighty-night, Princess. Sleep tight."And, for a wonder, she did.If Alan had played her like a violin, Bill sang a duet with her.Slowly, in the manner of parents who might be called back to their child's bedside, they kissed. He turned her in his arms so he could. With a patent it would be harder for someone to take your idea and profit from it." I haven't really thought about it. Do you think I could sell enough to make it worth the effort? I thought patents were just for big things." No. You can file a application for any new idea or design."Tommy, get me a set of drawings and I'll talk to a lawyer who's done some patent work for us." You have some patents?" Yeah, and they're not for 'big' things either." Um, sure, I'll run a set off when I get home.". At about the same time, Deb let out a guttural wail and had an electrifying orgasm, gushing her pussy juices all over Mark’s stiff prick.Without really giving it much thought, the four of us watching what was going on in the hot tub had paired off, and our bathing suits were now strewn on the ground around us. Stan, my husband, was fondling Lisa’s gorgeous 38DD tits (she had the biggest rack of all of us), while she was giving Stan’s 10” pole a sloppy blow job. Meanwhile, Bryan was standing. "I pulled out my spotting scope, set it up and began to give the ranges to Banzai adjusted for the slope. He took his first shot and it blew the fucking insurgents head completely away.Damn what a hell of a rifle! I continued to feed the ranges to Banzai and he continued to smoke the fucking insurgents. Pretty quickly I couldn't see any more insurgents in the windows which meant they had changed their tactics. I ordered, "Keep an eye on the front door and the side doors, I think we're going to.