I can tell you that, for me, there are only bad memories when I think about going home."In fact, when I think about going home, I think about being wh...rever it is that you and they are," she said sweeping her arm to include Mary, Martha, and Marian. "For me, Noah, it's not where, it's who." She smiled when she said, "who," and I smiled back.Marian spoke up, surprising me. "You were forced to marry us, just like we were forced to marry you. My father didn't give me a choice. He didn't even TELL. He had a strong, stocky build and based on his online profile pictures a sizable cock. Michael didn’t have a small cock, six inches and fairly thick, but Jeremy had an eight inch long cock and was five and a half inches around.The couple had made their way to the living room, sitting on the couch to wait for Jeremy to arrive. They weren’t sitting there long before they heard a knock at the door.Nicole jumped up and made her way to the door. Despite being nervous about having a threesome, both. To forever capture the very first moments of a life long fantasy. Slowly I stood up, holding my throbbing cock deep inside her, her legs and arms wrapped around me as I slowly walked her to my bedroom. As I laid her down on my bed, my rigid cock slipped out of her gorgeous pussy. She was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen, laying there on her back, legs spread wide open for her older brother's view. Suddenly I felt the strong desire to taste my sexy sister's pussy. As I moved onto the bed. He followed her with steely eyes as she returned to start swiping lightly at a shelf of canned goods. Clearing his throat, she gave him a look to kill, which he returned with a glare of whatever. With a sigh, she started doing the task more thoroughly and Chris returned to his paperwork. The clock told him there was four more hours for Purgatory left. After midnight, he parked his truck and rode across town on his ten year old second hand bike. With gas prices the way they were, Chris used his.