I stared for a second as my mom ran up for a hug. He looked all grown up, muscled and chiseled in all the right places. I tried to compare him to the ...kinnier 16 year old I remembered. But there really was no comparison. I walked up slowly as my mom pulled out of his hug. He looked up and looked me up and down for a second before realization set in for him. ‘Brooke?’ He said with definite shock in his voice. I smiled, blushing a bit. I knew I’d changed quite a bit since he’d last seen me. I. "Here, maybe you'll like this better." he said as he moved his finger up from her pussy to her ass. He carefully stuck one finger in her asshole and then the other. She yelped at the burning sensation, but she bit down on her arm to keep herself from screaming. He rhymically started moving his fingers in and out of her ass, marveling at the sight. He loved to watch it. He pushed his fingers in deeper and deeper until Marissa couldn't take it any longer. Her body shook and trembled as she had. They just were partners of a sort and had each other's back. Dolly was the talkative one and Polly was so quiet that you never really knew what she was thinking.Their core group was 10 after the loss of the unhappy Ginnie. That number was pushed to 16 with the joining up of the King family who were unhappy with the constant daily struggle of defending the last stronghold close to Vegas. The father Jacob was heavily bearded and seemed far too serious for Mike's liking, the wife Ruth was sort of. He swallowed hard. “Well, don’t let me interrupt your routine,” he said as he licked his lips. With that, I took off my shirt and stood topless before my visitor. “Very nice,” he nodded approvingly. “Thank you,” I replied flirtatiously. I sat next to him on the bed, my left tit “accidentally” brushed against him. “Oh, I’m sorry,” I said. He looked down at me. “That’s ok,” he replied. The cold air from the open window was making my tits very hard and it did not escape his notice. “So, you’re a.