.. feeling love and showing love are different." What do you mean?" You must also show your love for your sons... action speaks louder than words." Yo...u mean... ?" Yes, you must kiss our sons... the way Mrs. More shows her love for her son." WHAT?" Julie was surprised. My husband wans me to kiss my sons on the mouth?Brad suggested, "Ask our sons... whether they would like you to kiss them... on the mouth."Julie turned her head, looked at her sons in the back seat and asked, "What do you say?"Dan. I’m such a lucky bastard ... two women love me! Sisters, no less!” I exclaimed as we washed off from the steamy sodomy that we just did.“Yes, we love you, we’re going to share you, and we’re going to make your life a fucking Paradise! By the time that we’re done with you, hopefully like fifty to eighty years in the future or whatever, you’ll be a shell of a man, but by then, you’ll be in the casket, so you won’t mind as much,” Kelly told me as she washed my body clean, making out with me and. The small gas tank was leaking. I could only hope it wasn't headed for the hot exhaust. The trailer was on its side and even more gas was very close to the bike. If it caught fire, there could be a loud noise.My first job was to get to the kill switch on the bike's handle bars. I realized that I was bleeding, but that it was minor. I also realized that my chest hurt when I moved, that might not be so minor. If I had a broken rib, I could puncture a lung. The pain was real and severe, but I. "Holy shit! You were serious about letting your husband walk in on us fucking!" He laughed, pumping his dick deep into my pussy with long firm strokes. "It's not like I want to get caught, I just need your big black dick inside me," I confessed, looking into Derrick's eyes as he filled my pussy. "As much as I'd love to fuck you in front of your husband, I don't want to lose my job," Derrick replied. "Then we better make this quick!" I suggested, wrapping my legs around him tighter, as he.