He could do no wrong and always got away with murder. My entire childhood was a never-ending soap opera. The one thing that I, Mr. Anonymous, had abov...e all the others was that I was born with a brain. Collectively, their combined intelligence wouldn’t amount to a double-digit IQ.When I graduated from college, therefore, I made sure to find a job as far away from them as possible. Parochial as my family was, I was also absolutely sure that I would be rid of them for good. I wasn’t exactly sent. I pulled it out so she could grab some air.Stan was now fucking her wildly and she was making loud animal noises as her cunt was stretched more and more. I forced her down onto my cock again and slowly started deepthroating her. Mike, meanwhile, had retired out of the way. He stared open mouthed as his wife was ravaged by two cocks way bigger than she was used to. I noted he had refrained from touching his own. Just as well.Chrissy was now having orgasm after orgasm, bucking and howling as Stan. I worked a hand under the belt of my jeans and made it obvious that I was playing with my pussy (faster and faster he went). I undid the button and slowly slid down the zip (faster and faster) and slowly removed my jeans leaving my now wet panties on. I rubbed my clit through the material for a bit and then slipped a hand inside (faster and faster). I kept this up for quite a while and still watched the scenes on my laptop. I eventually pulled my panties down and watched as Simon shot a second. " You're wrong. I wouldn't be here if I didn't care." How about if you have sex with my mother again and let me watch? Would you like that?"My dick perked up at the thought of bedding either of the Crumholtz women. "I'm here to make sure you're okay. That's all. Have a seat." I directed her to the couch. We sat next to each other with my body blocking Stephanie's view of her daughter. "What's with you and the need for sex? You've been teasing me with that delicious little body of yours ever.