."But there was, and both knew it. It could have been Darla Jean in the daisy-chain between Teddy and Stick, for instance. Both of them saw flashes of... different combinations of themselves and the other three -- the kinds of things that a real orgy would have produced. Randall gave voice to the though, "Oh, I dunno. There were a bunch of things..." Yeah." Darla Jean gathered herself. "What if... ?"Randall grimaced. "Well, we got that far, but..." Are we still okay?" Was their agreement at the. Around 10:00 I was contemplating going to bed when my phone rang. I figured it would be Bruce bitching about the Rockies' bats failing miserably that night, or asking me to have my guys do something around his church, but it was the city/county dispatch calling to tell me of a water main break on the north side of town near the Birchwood Mall.I packed a few snacks in my lunch cooler, and headed out the door. I almost went upstairs and told Robin what was going on but decided "Fuck her!" She. " As she reached for the clasp, she didn't cry, but I saw her eyes get moist. Those teary eyes were a real turn on for me. It's a shame I'm not into bestiality, it would be fun to see just how far you could push these cunts. If John's mouth got any wider we could land humming birds in there. "John, look at these nipples, see how hard they are, I think our little Lynny likes being displayed. Do you like showing your tits to your son's friends?Lynn knew the required answer, "I do, I like boys to. She could feel her bodies natural lubrication beginning to flow, making it easier for her fathers rod to slide in and out of her, her hips involuntarily lifting to meet his every thrust. The three bodies moved in rhythm now, her fathers thrusts pushing her down onto her uncles hard cock and her uncles thrusts pushing her back up to feel her father sliding into her once more. Her body writhed between them now, each stroke of their long cocks eliciting another moan as she struggled against her.