He didn't want to test if he had enough hit points to survive a second shot from her gun."Good." Pihanga turned to the side and a giant ghostly blue k...ypad appeared before her out of thin air. "Now to name you." Um. Actually, I already have a name," Jackson said.Pihanga ignored him and tapped keys on the ghostly floating blue keypad. D, a, B, i, g, B... Jackson saw letters appear above the keypad."There. Perfect," Pihanga said.DaBigBoom? What kind of stupid name was DaBigBoom? Only an. Michael rolled in from the Sunday night orgy with the Collins family around 1:30 am, Claire thought she may have to carry him up to the bedroom and tuck him in. He could hardly walk straight.The next morning Michael stumbled down for breakfast around 7:30 am just as Claire was about to leave for work. She asked him how it went last night at the Collins’ house as he slumped in his chair and stared at his coffee.“My god Mom, never again. You in the morning and those two at night is too much for. "Well, what's on your mind?" I asked her. With those words, I stepped onto the deck and moved closer to her. "I saw you and thought that I may like to get to know you a little better." she replied. With that, Gigi opened up her blouse, which was apparently already unbuttoned, and let it drop to the wooden deck. She hopped her ass up on the deck railing. This whole scene was feeling like a dream. I headed straight to her, cupped her left breast with my right hand and kissed her. She kissed back. They look great, each standing erect at the summit of her beautiful breasts. He fantasizes what it would be like take one of them in his mouth as he lets his hard meaty shaft dip into that hot juicy fucking pussy. He wishes he could feel it so warm and wet all around him, as she rides him, using him for her own desperate gratification. He watches her. She has one boot heel on the ground, one up on the bench. She's frantically rubbing her pussy. She looks so fucking hot sitting over there..