Jesse was sitting on the hood of his pickup when I walked up his driveway."Thanks for coming by, John." He gave me a humorless grin. "Jane and Stacey ...haven't said two words to me since I got back from Hardesy's, so I think the whole 'talking things through at dinner' idea is a long shot." He looked down and sighed, then looked back up at me. "Jane did say you could come by and they'd at least talk to you, though. She and Stacey are in the basement. Mom and Dad are off at the VFW for the monthly. My own husband istwo years younger than his son! As I said, it's been very strange."I looked around. Across from me, the man who was really the grandmother ofthe family was comforting the six-year-old Brendan. The father looked on, hisface a mask of seriousness, while his two children sat a ways off."It seems to me," Mr. Hasegawa said, after a moment, "that neither of youhave families left to return to. Perhaps it would be best if you spent thenight here." Thank you," I managed, my voice barely. Simon carried on rubbing her cheek as she said,“We had lunch with a pair of Dutch swingers and we’re meeting up with them in Soho tomorrow night.”Jim smacked her arse hard and she almost fell forward from the force. He rubbed her arse cheek where it was quickly turning red. Simon hadn’t stopped rubbing and I noticed that his fingers had edged toward her bum crack and was gently rubbing along the inner edge. I also noticed that they both had hard-ons, pressing against their trousers.“We then,”. The room was filled with the noise of our fucking, and my hungry pussy just wasn’t able to get enough. Luckily, he was not the ones that cum easily, so we continued, after fucking hard in the same position, we then got in a scissor position. He was crushing my boobs and going deeper with every thrust.We both were sweating and tired by now, but lust had overpowered every other feeling and all we wanted was sex, sex, and sex. After the scissor position, I pushed him down and hopped on that dick.