I went down into the basement where they were watching movies, probably cheap skin flicks on some movie channel, and made my entrance. Well, you boy...s hungry? I asked them. Yeah mom, were starving. My son replied. How about some dessert? Its your favorite. Sure! He responded. Well, come and get it. I put the tray on the table next to me, and when Larry and my son came over and got their plates, I told them to wait. I slowly took off my silk robe. Eat up boys, I said seductively. Neither. I had to smile when I looked at her like that. Her ass was high in the air, her knees were out wide, and her tiny tits were there for the taking. Her pussy was foul looking and was covered with crusted on pussy juice and it smelled of piss too. It was funny but her asshole was the cleanest thing about her. That light brown ring was calling to my cock. It was saying, here I am Mr. Cock fuck me if you want too.As soon as my cock touched her asshole Peaches started to whimper and cry harder. She. Alice wasn't sure if Krissy would be happy to see so much, or pissed at the work now ahead of her, canning and storing it for the winter. She was already bitching about running low on the glass Bell jars, the first batch of pears from the orchard filling surprisingly many. Tom was in town buying more, and sugar. Sugar was one of the things they as yet could not make.That was a problem for another day. Alice lay down in the tall grass, tired muscles loosening. Zak lay down beside her, their. " "Me either," he replied. I asked him, “So, did you have any exciting plans for the afternoon?" Not really," he said. “My wife is at work. I have the day off so I'll be home alone. Once I get back there, that is.” He shook his head and gave a wry smile.I looked at him for a few moments and decided to take the plunge. “When this traffic jam is over,” I said, “do you wanna grab a coffee at the North Starbucks?”He gazed up at me and quickly said, “Sure, sounds good.”That’s when the vehicles ahead.