What the fuck had been happening? I had not heard what was said but all of a sudden, the conversation went from casual funny to serious flirty. I ha...d moved in closer, curious as to what was happening.Molly:We had stayed on safe topics until I had asked him his age."Thirty-six."Without thinking, I had said, "Same as my chest!"That had been it. For there on the conversation had become a series of sexy comments and double entendres. Caleb had been hovering around bringing us beers. As I was. There were two perfectly good cocks in that basement now and neither of them were in her pussy!Betty felt completely torn. She wrestled her tits against Hank's hands, feeling the pain from her nipples driving more heat into her crotch. He was still fucking his prick in, still spreading her ass lining more and more while her ass muscles ached from the pressure.Hank was still trying to force his cock into her mouth. She tried moving, but the big stud clamped both hands against the back of her. ”“You certainly are, and precious, too,” responded Matilda. “You said that you knew I was coming. Or did you mean ‘we’ were coming? How did you know?” asked the puzzled Matilda.“Well, Momma told me to come here and ring the bell if anything happened to her. She was really afraid when lots of people started dying.” Siobhan sniffled, “Then, she went next door and didn’t come back. There was no one around, so I came here every day and rang the bell, like she said.”The group waited, and she. He slid one finger into her tight pussy, and I could still taste her on my lips, the smell, and the memories flooded me, as I flooded the bed. Watching my husband finger my sister, was almost too much to take, and I think Ronda knew I needed something, because she put he hand behind her, and started rubbing my clit. Jon smiled watching me getting fingered by my own sister, but then he looked down, and put his head down, and slowly ran his tongue over her clit. oh jesus. I can tell why you.