Any comfort. At the moment, Oliver provided it."I don't know where he went," Frank said quietly. "Did you see him?"Oliver shook his head, seeming unea...y. "We should go back, Frank. Your mom said to come back."Frank narrowed his eyes, shaking his head. "Some asshole took pictures of my sister. Oliver, you've gotta tell me. Was it David?"Oliver lowered his head. "David gets in trouble, Frank. I don't want him to get in trouble anymore."Frank frowned, and his guard faltered as he turned to face. There were also a small portion of potatoes with bits of green peppers and little red things. These were covered with some kind of melted cheese. I guess Gary had stopped thinking and has started watching me again because he spoke up. "You ah ... you like that, do ya? "Mumph," I said around a mouth full of potatoes. Gary grinned. "Did you try the napkin dumplings?" he asked. "Ummm, Dumplings," I replied. I didn't even know I had this stuff in my kitchen. "Ok, Mike. I'll stay." I looked up at. Fred was pumping excitedly, completely oblivious of my condition. His cock almost leaving my clenched lips before it plunged back in to my throat.My cunt was on fire."Mom! Ohhhh, Mom! Yes, suck it, Mom!"I felt his body stiffen, his thighs pressing against my head. Sucking in frenzy, I moaned and sobbed with rapture."Mom... !" Suddenly there was a panic in his voice.I didn't hear him. I was too much occupied with my task and the wild heat in my pussy that was growing wilder with every passing. I danced this song many times, I was used to dancing this one dirty. I backed my ass into Jerry's crotch and moved my ass. I was rubbing up and down on his now hardening cock. I didn't care if people were giving me room to dance. The tequila was working its magic. I was bent over and Jerry was standing behind me. My ass had a mind of it's own. I wasn't quite twerking yet, but damn close. Jerry's hands were around my waist. Now I was getting hot and horny. I liked the feel of his cock in my ass.