" I answered."Thank you. But that's not what I meant when I said I need you." To show me what she meant she reached up and kissed me. Then she started...to take off her clothes.After we were both naked, she spread her body out on the bed. I ran my hands over her perfectly formed breasts, all the way down to her waist and grabbed hold of her ass. I started to move down so I could play with her neatly trimmed mound. But she stopped me."No foreplay, I need you inside me." She pleaded. I started to. “Hi, Honey! I’m home!” came the cheery call as Alice heard the front door close. “In the kitchen,” she called back. The first thing Gerald saw as he set his briefcase down, were the two notebooks lying on the table, side by side. “What’s this?” He asked Alice. “A light bulb,” she replied over her shoulder, as she removed the roast from the oven. “I SEE that, Smartass,” Gerald replied. “But I meant the other.” “A notebook,” Alice said, nonchalantly. Gerald was beginning to get a little. At first she thought they were fighting. Then she thought they were fucking. Then she realized that Gilligan was fucking Ginger not with his dick, which was still inside his zipped up pants, but with his fist. Mary Ann's legs clenched together in sympathy as Gilligan went halfway up to the elbow inside Ginger's cunt. The Professor's dick had hurt a little going in, but Ginger was clearing in ecstasy clutching Gilligan so hard that is was surprising that she could still breathe.Mary Ann decided. .. and that the warm, sticky seed that Emily so, so desperately wanted to feel spilling inside her own tight teenage twat was about to spurt deep inside her mother’s cunt instead.It’s not fair, Emily thought dully, even as she started to feel her face burn with dull rage. Jack said I was his favorite ... why is he fucking Mom, instead of me?“Ohmigod, Mom,” Jack hissed, “if I’d known your pussy felt... uunngghh!!! ... so good, so fucking good, I ... oh, yeah, Mom, yeaahhhh ... I wouldn’t have.