Oh my god! His voice! It was as if his voice was hand crafted by the gods of lust. It was low and silky, yet masculine. It rang in her ears and she wa... begging to hear of more it. Shaking her head, Denise placed her small dark hand into his large pale one. No its ok. Dont worry it. Its my fault for not paying attention. She replied quietly as he helped her up. She looked down at his hand and her face grew hot. Oh no! I gave him the wrong hand! He looked down at her. He was just over 6 foot,. "Glad we decided to stay in this afternoon" she told him before she took his cock into her mouth and started to skillfully suck him.Mark leaned into his mother which allowed him to start playing with her lovely 38C tits and wishing he had take her dress off fully to allow him to play with her nipples."Please dont cum just yet darling, I would rather feel you inside me."Helen stood up and he helped her off with her dress and bra, stopping to suck on each nipple before they both laid back onto. She's OK though and home. Everyoneis fine! Now what about you?" Julie asked."Doc says I'm OK. Swelling is down and except for a really ugly bruiseon my chest and those stitches, I'm going to live. Doctor says I shouldstay off my feet for another week, but if the scans look good I canleave tomorrow. Now then, what about this stuff and you may start withmy damn diaper," Bobby said.Julie sat on the edge of Bobby's bed smiling as she began to explaineverything from the moment Bobby was carried to. "Ready for your first solo pick?"He walked up to his father and answered, "Good to go, Dad. Ready to bring us back some rusty gold."His father then pulled out a debit card. "There's your expenses. Make sure you have at least a couple bills on you any time you stop." Got it, Dad."Justin stepped out the door and walked over to the van - by himself for the first time. The hunt was on.A chance encounter with a 70s Chevy pickup sporting deer antlers for a hood ornament and carrying a wrought-iron.