They have been my favorite nights because both of us loose our inhibitions. We hold nothing back. I’ll be honest I’m generally quiet during sex so...is Michael. I don’t drink a lot neither does he but he holds his own when he gets smashing drunk. Michael is a big guy about 6’3′ and is built like a machine. He has tan skin and dark hair that trails down his chest and into the waistband of his jeans to hold his 8′ cock. I’m nearly his opposite. I have peaches and cream coloring, pretty small at. Eat your breakfast!" she told us very pointedly. We started and were surprised at just how hungry we were once we began eating."Is everyone ready?" Dad asked coming back into the kitchen from the den, just after we finished eating."Yes, I guess we're as ready as we'll ever be," I answered for the four of us."Certainly," said Mother Katie.WHAT? Our Moms were going with us!? Talk about ratcheting up the pressure!"Gus, you carry this," Mother Margie told me and handed me a small but heavy. Next day mom took off from work and woke up late. as she woke up she came to me wearing her night one piece . took her black under wear as i was relaxing on our sofa and said"smell it you pig". As i smelled it i took my dick out . she walked by looking at my cock then grabbed my nuts squeezed it till i begged her off.then holding on to my dick punched my balls and took a rope to tie them up firm.she was calling someone on the cell phone i thought it was sessie but my doubt was clear when a saw. She quickly led us upstairs and into our bedroom. Our clothes were quickly scattered on the floor before we found ourselves entwined in the sheets.I spent a long time running my hands across Amber's body. My fingertips just softly grazed her bare skin as I slowly moved over every square inch of her. I wasn't trying to titillate her. I just wanted to record it all for memory in the depressing belief that one day soon, I would never be able to touch her again.Intentions or not, me lightly running.