They are ‘Swamp People’ living as several generations of their kin had before them. They scratched out a living working the swamps and bayous, liv...ng in a three room ramshackle house near ‘Forked Lake,’ South of Abbleville, Louisiana Tilly Tully is a second generation child. Ma was forty-three when Tilly came into the world. Once Tilly was weaned, she pretty much was on her own. Ma, was just worn out. She was a fat woman, weighting all of three hundred pounds, which she carried poorly, even. So Eric spits on Gerald's cock and gives him another round of handjob.And Eric sees Gerald starting to enjoy that.Eric winks again at Gerald and moves a bit closer and Eric starts to lower his head and then he kisses the top of Gerald's cock.Gerald at this point let's go everything and starts to enjoy every single thing. He gave full control to Eric. Eric seeing all this happen.Starts to lick the top of Gerald's Cock.Eric slowly start to kiss Gerald's Cock and he starts lick them after that. The boys were looking a little stunned when my wife introduced herself to them . she walked over to them and grabbed there balls to get there attention and said these are ours now , you belong to us she said . cool one of them said and then he promptly sreamed at the top of his lungs as my wife squeesed his balls so tight that they bulged out the sides of her hand . you could see the skin straining not to burst. you will only speak when spoken to she said i dont think you understand , you will. The adrenaline ran through my veins as I grabbed her ass and stood up, carrying her over to the couch. I felt a throbbing in my pants that I hadn’t felt since high school. Something about her had woken up my libido. Maybe it was years of sex with a woman I had fallen out of love with, I don’t know and I wasn’t about to question it. I positioned her careful on the couch, then crawled up and began kissing her again. Slowly, I moved down from her mouth, kissing down her neck, slowly down her.