Not that. He felt tears. He grabbed a tissue from the box.Sally reached out to him and hugged him to her. “Yeah, it’s horrible, isn’t it? Althou...h I know he cheated on me, I still expect Dougie to walk in, pick up the boys, give me a kiss and ... and ... I can’t believe he’s gone! What a stupid, stupid, wasteful way for his life to end.“I know I was divorcing him and you were divorcing Sally, but ... fuck! After what happened to them, I don’t know what to feel, how to react.”Mike nodded in. Sandra and her son Eric were the first to arrive. They had her car and it was packed with all the belongings they had packed the night before. Sandra was fortyish and fairly attractive. She was trim, almost thin, with a face that could be quite pretty without the bruises and red-rimmed eyes she sported. Eric was of average height and slender build with very active, penetrating eyes. His posture spoke of discouragement and defeat, and he avoided looking directly at any of them as they settled. "Oh, yes. Those have missed you, too," Barbara cooed. "My nipples were always sensitive. When you were breastfeeding, I would usually cum at least twice before you were done. You were giving me orgasms from the day you were born and now, nineteen years later, you still are,"Charley's cock twitched at what she said and he redoubled his efforts on sucking her tit. "Waah. No milk," he proclaimed as he released for about five seconds. But as soon as he had completed the statement he went back to. After a while I make him stand near the wall. I put my dick inside of his asshole and start fucking him.Pankaj’s asshole was red in color. His black ass was shining because of all sweat and Abbu’s cum. His wide-open asshole was begging me to get fucked but his asshole was too much spread because of Abbu’s fucking. I can’t even reach the depth of his asshole it was too wide open.While fucking, I notice mom and Abbu are not present in the room and left me with Pankaj. I hold his hair and start.