“I’m ready, too.” We hugged for asecond.“Good luck.”Part Two——–I entered Aretha’s suite. Everyth...ing was dark. I heardfrom the bedroom, “You comin’ Aretha?” I didn’t sayanything. I just walked into the bedroom. It was dark,but I could see from the window light a very largeshape on the left side of the bed. “Good,” I thought.I’m used to having the right side. I crawled in andpressed my body up against. Her pants were around her thighs. Her panties were wrapped around her side. Allison sank back in her tire and let her fingers plunge again past the wet flaps of her vagina. Her lips were pressed together, fighting against any sound from escaping. She knew the screaming football players, sprinting soccer athletes, and tight skirted field hockey girls couldn’t hear her, but she was afraid. Afraid her coach would see her foot sticking out from behind the shed, afraid that Jeff would come around. ” Mom blinked her eyes and said, “Darling, what a stupid question! Of course, I like you eating me. I love it. I get turned on more feeling your tongue on my cunt.”Dad stood up and mom sat in the chair. She spread her legs and placed them on the chair hand rests. She was still wearing her underwear. Dad sat in her front and bent forward. He smelled her pussy. “Wonderful smell, honey. Beautiful..”Now he pushed his both hands from the sides of her underwear and started massaging her pussy with. ”I grabbed the handles on the back of his wheeled-chair and eased him slowly down the ramp backwards.“Joss, you’re going to spoil me. My women usually let me come sailing down that ramp as they try to either stop me, guide me, or stay the hell out of the path of this run-a-way.”Out at the barn nearest the house, there was a hay lift that comes down from a heavy wooden beam extending out from the very peak of the barn roof. There was a block and tackle at the top and there was a rope sling at.