“Has he mastered flipping over yet?”“He’s doing his best,” I said. “He can go from stomach to back, but he can’t seem to go the other wa... just yet. He really, really wants to stand, but he has no chance of that just yet. He can sit, though, for about six seconds before he topples over.”“Really? That’s pretty good for four months. Give him a month and he won’t topple so easily and he might even start crawling.”“Steve’s kids are going to be advanced in just about everything!” Kara said. “Jesse is. Gobs of cum oozed out her mouth around Dave’s cock and dribbled down her chin. As Dave slowly pumped in and out of her mouth more cum got messed around her chin, until he just pulled his cock out and started pushing cum up all over her face. This was my Wife, a cum-covered three-dick slut whore, used and abused by a couple of strangers. What a story they’d have to tell their mates later. Mike and I were stroking our cocks at her as Dave made a mess of her face. Mike was next, and he grabbed a. “Forgive your old Aunt, David. It may be my advancing senility but I appear to be missing something here. So exactly why you are sitting there wearing my clothing?”“Er… I wanted to feel that power.”“By wearing my skirts?”“Yes.”“And a slip and panties to go with it?”“Yes… it is all… you.”Then it started. The verbal avalanche, words tumbling out in a rush, words falling over themselves in a frantic effort to make me understand. To understand something that made little sense to me, but perfect. Both just knelt there trying to comprehend what had just happened and dreaded to think who may be behind each door.Finally Monica spoke, "We can't seriously be about to do this can we?" Do you have a better idea?" replied Jessica, "You've seen the videos of the girls who lost these games, we both have. Do you want to end up like that?" Of course not, but ... it's sick! Who could come up with something like this?" I know it's sick," Jessica was trying to speak in an as reassuring tone as she.