"I don't remember much after getting home last night and waking up on your couch this morning." I didn't think so. You came over crying last night, ma..., saying you lost him. I thought you meant Freddy. I thought you had reverted back to when you would get drunk those first few months after Freddy died. Both Anna and I were trying to calm you down, when you told us no, you lost Chad. That you saw him out on a date. Do you want to talk about it now, now that you will make some sense?" Not. The guys were saying to “turn her over.” I was flipped over in their arms to face the floor. A guy started doing me again but this time from the rear in the doggy style. It was different, but I couldn’t see who was fucking me. In this position, my tits were hanging down free and hands were squeezing them. These were different guys now and they were being too gentle. I needed them stretched again. I placed my hands on their hands, squeezing the fingers and pulling down towards the floor to give. I told him that I had not. I clicked on the next pic it was Amanda's belly again but with no panties and Steve's cock he was huge 8 inches at sixteen and thick. Next was the same pic but with cum on Amanda's belly. The next picture was of a set of tits and they did not belong to Amanda whose tits were rather small possibly a B cup on a good day these tits were at least a D. no face no body just tits I turned to ask who it was and Steve was rubbing his crotch he said it was a friend but didn't. " Oh! Want to tell us?" Not at the moment and certainly not before I've had something to eat." Makes sense."Annette smiled gratefully at him. Her new 'father' was so understanding, gentle and caring. She looked at Deborah and interrupted a look of love to Richard. She gulped and turned back to getting herself some cereal. "They love and understand each other so much," she thought. "They can't stop touching and hugging, which is a bit soppy, but they just seem to think together. The number of.