He saw two beautiful tits, and further away he saw a big brown bush of pubic hair and his son's face behind it like a sun setting from the horizon. Hi...s nose buried in his mother's triangle of fur."Oh... oh... Fuck", Jennifer whimpered as she continued fucking Mark's face with her loins.She humped up at him, lifting her ass from the bed to do so, using her legs on his back as a platform. She rotated her pelvis, rotating her juicy cunt into Mark's face as he dipped his tongue into her opening."Oh. The legal complications are ... complicated.” Rose hesitated and glanced at Larry, the ranch manager.“There’s a spot out at the edge of the woods where we thought we might create a kind of memorial garden,” he said.“You see, we don’t plan to leave here,” Rose added. “Lexi showed us that life is fragile and we’re all going to die one day. We want to stay here. With her.”“You mean, have your ashes scattered on the ranch, too?” I asked.“In our memorial garden. And we want to invite our parents and. "We exited the service tunnel and began another day of remarkably monotonous inspecting of emergency suits. Our routine varied only by the different people I engaged in conversation with in elevators. Rayz stopped discouraging me to talk with the crew in the compartments we visited, after he saw my attentiveness to detail. Almost every compartment we worked through had at least one suit to inspect. Hour after hour, we worked one floor at a time, hidden storage areas, maintenance tunnels, living. He placed an advert in the local paper in the personals section (not many home computers back in late eighties so relied on sex magazines or papers). I sent him a photo of Monica laying on a bed with stockings, suspenders and tiny g-strings on, legs spread and with her face scratched out. Well, it didn't take long before he rang, I explained we wanted to try some wife sharing threesome for my wife's pleasure and was our first time if he was interested, he was very interested or at the least he.