***~****~****~****~****~****~*** He scooped her into his arms as he turned and sat down on the couch, quickly lowering her onto his lap to straddle hi.... Her feet dangled on either side of his massive thighs but never touching the floor. The feel of his thick and engorged shaft nudging the opening to her pussy made her want to cry out and beg for him to fuck her. Her head rolled back but he brought his hand up to her face, forcing her eyes back down and commanding her attention. "Look into my. Tomorrow and you would've- had to wear- Mom's- sweats.” I finally got it up, but the button looked like it could go flying off at any moment. “You know, that looks dangerous,” she said, looking down at it. “Yeah...” I reluctantly agreed. “Alright. Plan B.” “What's that?” “I'm bigger than you. You wear my jeans.” “Okay,” she said. She gladly and hurriedly took off hers. I suppose it was probably squeezing her uncomfortably. I took mine off and she put mine on. “I guess I'll just wait here for. Wendy's breath hissed out. She stared at her crotch where the jeans cut into her gash. "Yes, Aunt Martha," she whispered. "You're beautiful." Wait till you see her naked," Amy said, getting horny as her mother turned Wendy on. "You'll cream."Martha slowly undid the buttons on her own blouse. She kept her eyes on Wendy, her breathing shallow as she slipped her blouse off. "You gettin' hot, Wendy?" Yes," Wendy gulped as she leered at her aunt's bra-bound tits.Martha unhooked her bra and bared her. I would like to have you look them over anyway. Philip did a fine job delivering them, but I would like to have a trained healer's opinion." Gracie explained as she ducked into the lean-to. Arianna followed her in.Rand winced as Dean stepped back and broke the needle tip off the syringe and placed it into the sharps container. He kept pressure on his upper arm as Dean continued to clean up."Damn, that stung." I know. I had my shot already. It burns like a bitch." Dean agreed as he put away the.