Walsingham had no BDSM society, and so Tulke, for the first time in fifteen years, was loose to live as he liked. Tulke could wear clothes in the hous..., watch "Sportscenter" whenever he liked...?Barci had loathed sports, and had only allowed Tulke to watch the Superbowl...usually making him sit on a large cucumber, with a jar of fire ants on his penis, and the sound turned off....that had been his once a year sports treat...and now he could turn the TV on whenever he liked!?Tulke also was able. They were both having dinner at the dining table. Deep down, the 2 of them, like everyone else in town was partially traumatised by last week's global sinking-flooding. They lost Principal Skinner and many teachers but as for their own relatives who had perished outside Colorado they didn't really care too much as they weren't close to them or even liked them."You know maybe we should have joined them in their gatherings and barbeques!!" suggested Carlos.She was talking about people they knew. With his lean, powerfully naked body crushed to hers, Sheila ground her hot pussy up against her son's massive prick anxiously. She uttered low moans of obscene delight when he began sucking on one of her swollen tits, gently biting the nipple. Then he was guiding his stiff rod inside her soaked, waiting cunt- lips. Instantly, Sheila jerked her hips up in a frenzy, craving more of his hot thrilling cock."Every inch!" she implored. "FUCK ME WITH EVERY BEAUTIFUL INCH OF YOUR HOT PRICK, SON!. The two men nodded.Papa walked over to where Annie was sitting and leaned down to kiss her. “I’ll be back soon. Why don’t you just rest for a few hours and we’ll go out for dinner tonight.”Annie stood, “I’m fine papa but feel terrible that I didn’t even ask about your leg. Let me see. How does it feel? What did the doctor say?”“Oh, honey its fine. I need to take a little physical therapy but then it will be as good as new. The doctor said I had strong bones for an old geezer.” Annie smiled.“Now.