I breathe deeper as I begin to grow harder and harder. With his left hand, Brock covers us from the cold with a warm quilt. We are lost under this war..., steamy tent. With his right hand, he begins to massage our grinding crotches. I lift my head and exhale deeply as my hips push into his large, throbbing crotch.Soon, it’s too warm, so our heads free themselves from the quilt. Beneath, though, we pulse like the embers in the fire. His legs spread and soon my cock finds its hole. I begin to press. "Uh, I don't think that was Jeff that bought the ATV's. Ann told me that Mr. Wainwright bought them."Carla put the last of the few dishes in, poured soap powder in the dishwasher, closed the door and turned it on. Turning to her daughter, wiping tears, she asked, "Why would he do that? I didn't get the impression that he had anything to do with the Matthews' corporation. He didn't act like it at the bank."Jessica finished cleaning the sink and put the scrubber on the back rim. "I think he just. "Now listen up please! This is for your own protection , so now youwon't be able to reproduce any little monsters like you could have growninto. You see on your grandfather's side there are genetic imbalancesthat unfortunately for you, you already have. With the right hormonaltreatment, we'll control them and you'll be fine. I'll leave it up toyou when you're older whether you keep that disgusting thing betweenyour legs or replace it with what you should have rightfully been bornwith, but. Get those things off," she growled.He started, awakened from his mesmerised stare hastened to tear off his shirt, then his jeans and boxers. There he was for her, naked. There was not an ounce of fat on him. His chest was muscular, his abs well defined, his waist and hips tapered, and needless to say he was hard. She moved to him and again they kissed. Then they were in bed.She discovered he was a good lover. He caressed, kissed, licked her all over, and then brought her to a first climax with.