She had changed and so had Tex.His tongue slurped over that red tip that now peeked out its sheath.With each slurp his black bollocks swung between hi...s pink flanks. It mesmerised her. On previous occasions at home, Pamela had to halt what her mother called, "his rude habit". Yet her father jovially called it natural animal instinct and that pleased Pam.Texs thingy had played on Pam's mind of late and this moment was her chance. There was no one at home; just the two of them in the bedroom.Pam. She was one of those ant abortion fundamentalist that thought they were always morally superior to you. In short, Beth hated her.She stood there for a moment looking down on her helpless enemy. It looked like she had too much to drink and had stumbled in here to sleep it off. "We should get out of here " Mike said.Beth looked over to Mike and say that he still had his cock out and that he was still rock hard. The sight of seeing mike standing over Cathy with his still wet cock hanging out. She spotted me and came over with her lunch bag swinging wildly at her side, smiling and exchanging commments with those she passed on the way. She was dressed in a light gray sweater and charcoal gray slacks, much different than the flannel shirts and sweatshirts Becky had worn during our project. The lunch went very well, as Becky got me talking and involved in the conversation from the start. I was a tough one to get talking but once I started you couldn’t shut me up. Becky’s words again. As. "Alright, Mom, this is getting ridi..." Ashleigh's voice faded into nothingness as she took in the tableau on the bed in front of her. Instead of her mother being ravaged by her boyfriend she was in the throes of passion while being half encased in what looked like a giant green slug and very obviously enjoying it. Fighting down a scream, she started to back out of the room, then she did scream as a hand wrapped around her waist as Donald (at least she hoped it was Donald) grabbed her from.