My clothes aren't fitting so well anymore. Maybe I'll go out Saturday afternoon, after my race." For the last couple of years Mom has let me buy a lot... of my own clothes. We agree on what I'm going to be buying, and she gives me an appropriate amount of money and leaves me to it. I keep the receipts and return any change. I was really just starting the conversation to make up a list of what I needed and to agree on a budget, but before Mom could respond Carol jumped in.Carol enthused, "Don't do. While this was happening at the side of the bed, Saki and Erin were in a 69 out in the middle of my king sized bed. Saki was on top and was pounding Erins pussy with the double ended dong in what could only be described as hammer strokes. She was really jamming that dildo into her hard while Erin was doing the same to her from underneath. It was quite a sight. Both girls had their mouths open and were virtually screaming as they abused each other with the rubber dongs. Kayko, who was watching. Betsy snuggled and smooched with me while Sherry was resting and propped up. "You are making me want you, my beautiful wife," I whispered."I want you to want me, Husband, but Sherry gets all your seed this trip." I am going to eat you up then," I said and pulled her to my face, for a wonderful experience for both of us.With Betsy fluffing me, Sherry got several extra shots during our wonderful and uneventful trip to the ocean.Other than cutting firewood and tending the salt cooking and. .. sure, sounds like a blast. When're you gonna be in town?" you ask. But Brent just chuckles."Just you wait buddy! Like nothing you've ever seen!" came the non-answer. And the connection died. How odd, but Brent was always pulling crazy, spontaneous stunts like that. Still, you doubt that Brent has anything up his sleeve to compare with what you've got going for you these days! You've just now reached the point to where fitting into most pants is all but impossible, and you understand that.