By the way, in case you didn’t notice, we all had sex with you last night. You were a bit tired, so you didn’t have to do any of the work. We all ...ust like to bond by fucking the same folks.“Don’t worry, you didn’t do anything with Papa. He’s ... not up for sex anymore. He’s really just waiting to die and join Maman, you see. He eats, drinks, smokes pot and cigarettes, runs the town, and sits around, waiting to die. Just a Creole Fred Sanford, you see,” Pierre explained things a little better. The hay kept them busy, scratching, searching and pecking at tiny grass seeds.“I’ll check on you again later,” Katie said as she backed out the little door and carefully rehung the triple layer of burlap sacks to keep drafts of cold air out.“You were awesome the way you handled this,” Sally remarked when the early morning frenzy had finally settled down. “I hope you’re around if ever I get in a bind.”Sally made pancakes for brunch and lit a candle for Katie on top of the stack. After they. Bill watched from his relaxed position, as Susan reached out to balance forward against the window. Her hips swayed back and forth, grinding erotically to the beat of a song playing only in her mind. She lowered her ass right down, resting on her calves, then slowly twisted and turned her way back up. “Who’s the lil Devil now?” Bill voiced. Susan glanced over her shoulder and smiled. She crossed her arms, hooking the opposite straps of her dress, and gently pulled them off her shoulders. She. I lowered my face and I took a nipple in my mouth. Mom was moaning and urging me to suck each of her big mounds of flesh.We didn't even make it to the bedroom. We got over to the couch and Mom got onto her back. I spread her legs wide and I knelt in between her thighs. I took hold of her ankles and I raised her legs up. My cock head found her opening and I sunk my dick into her wet quim."Oh my fucking God!" Mom cried out.I had managed to sink all seven inches of my prick into her quivering.