Chrissy, however, is real. I married her 43 years ago when she was 19 and been blissfully happy ever since. In our late twenties through to mid thirti...s we were into the swinging scene. Not parties or orgies or stuff like that. Just threesomes and foursomes with couples, single males and females or two males. This was well before internet arrived. Contacts were made through ads in a swingers’ magazine. Letters and photos were sent by snail mail with phone numbers to call if interested.Will. If we want to save your mother, we need some time.”“He’ll kill her,” she said sadly.“Not if everything goes according to plan. Gun captains, aim for the stern. If you’re unsure of your aim, don’t fire!”The girl bravely went to the rail and shouted something in an unknown language. The man in the boat answered angrily.“He says, he’ll slit her belly if I don’t return.”“Ask him if he’ll let her go if you do!”The girl swallowed, but then she shouted the strange words again. The man in the boat. She pulled him upward. Billy rubbed his crotch along his mother's tits, and Donna lifted her head, pressing her face into his crotch. She loved the sensations of a hot cock and balls against her face, and with her son wearing his shorts, the feelings made her cunt throb wetly.She pulled him over her face, and buried her mouth into his crotch. She inhaled the arousing scent of his crotch, sucking at his balls through his shorts, running the flat surface of her tongue along the slowly swelling. His face was slick with me and he gave me the biggest smile ever. He began to unbutton his pants. I couldn't believe what I was about to let my brother do to me, but the last thing I wanted was to stop him. His cock was surprisingly big and then it dawned on me that it wasn't just his looks that made him so popular with the girls. He stroked it a couple of times, as if it wasn't already big and hard enough. He grabbed me by the thighs and pulled me towards him, I let out a yelp, but it didn't.