Taking her place at the stove Jessica began to cook Gene's breakfast, when she was done she placed the plate in front of him and took her seat next to... him, "When your done eating I thought we could go to the back yard and play again, if your up to it?" Jessica said looking hopefully as Gene shoveled her cooked bacon strips into his mouth."Up to it?" Gene shot back in surprise, "Who wouldn’t be up to cooking you delicious body?" he added as he continued to chew of strips of perfectly cooked. Then he jammed fingers into my convulsing snatch. My eyes rolled back into my head. I savored the pleasure of having my cunt eaten. A delight Karim never gave me, but one I'd learned to enjoy from my daughter.And my son showed me such skill at it.His fingers pumped in and out of my cumming snatch. My flesh spasmed about him, drinking in the friction of his plunging digits. His tongue flicked and battered my clit, the sparks setting off new explosions of orgasmic delight.My son kept me cumming.. They’re simply not making more of themselves. Many of them claim it’s because of their Christian values or because they fear overpopulation. Bullshit. No human population voluntarily quells the flows of its numbers. Nature must be working against them somehow. By contrast, across the globe, Africans and Asians numbers are soaring. The peoples of Africa, India and China are booming in numbers as the Europeans decline in number on no fewer than three continents. Why is that? I don’t know. It’s. He grabbed me closer and fucked me deeper for a while before slapping my ass, which I took as a signal to get off him. As I moved to the side Mark pushed the top of my back over so that my ass was in the air, and my head so tantalisingly close to Joe’s cock. I took Joe deep in my throat as Mark shoved himself balls deep into my ass. I let out a moan, muffled by Joe’s cock. John came to stand by the side and I took turns on each of them, the taste of pre-cum sending me feral. Mark was slamming.