If I asked for a raise at work, someone would be fired so I could have it. If I asked for a new apartment, someone would be kicked out of theirs.’ �...�You’ve read too much Poe,’ Marcus told her. ‘Maybe.’ She shrugged. ‘But whatever you may think, I don’t wish for things anymore.’ ‘But why?’ Marcus was still baffled. Julie was getting angry. ‘Because,’ she snapped, ‘the last time I wished for something — and there wasn’t even a genie around, mind you — I wished for my parents to get back in time. Finally at last, the moment arrived. I buried my cock into the far depths of his guts, and just stopped. I had never done that before. Tilting my head backwards, and delivering a groan from the bottom of my own guts, I volly. With my abs and asshole convulsing, I blasted. And blasted. And blasted some more. Nine shots I counted, delivering straight into Cole's guts. I was sure I was well past the upper ass hole, and my hot thick jock juice was flying with all it's might well into his. ... “Oh well, it had been such a nice evening”.Carol stormed back into the living room and I thought all hell was about to let loose. Brenda just looked at her and smiled. “So, now you know our little secret, then??” she said, sheepishly.“SECRET!!!!” Carol was on the warpath. “SECRET????” Oh boy, was she ever!Carol went off the deep end (nothing unusual there – lol!) telling Brenda and Steve how disgusting it was, how you shouldn’t be having sex with your k**s etc etc..... yawn!Then Brenda. When she saw me sitting there, it gave her a bit of a scare at first, but then with a puzzled look on her face, she asked, "Donny, what are you doing at my house?"For those of you who have read my stories, you know we live in Florida, where in the summer, if the temp. is 95, it's a cool day. Mom raised us in a clothing optional house, and we usually opted for for or nothing to wear. Being naked with each other is just normal for us."Mom, we're not at your house. This is my place, see?" She.