I’m going to lift the minigun up and line it up with the holes on the tripod. Grab the ratchet and bolt it down, alright?”I nodded, walking around... him and picked up the ratchet and three screws. He held it perfectly in place, making it very easy to secure to the tripod. When I was done, he let go and set down the ratchet.“I’ve gotten decent enough with this thing not to need a tripod, but figured I’d set it up so you can try it out,” he explained, turning to me and moving to the side and. Johnny, at the moment of his discharge, had stopped sucking at her tit, but his hand was still pressing at her hairy cunt.Her eyes were still glassy when he finished. She watched a final bubble of come juice bead the slit of his piss hole."I... I didn't want that to happen, Mother," Johnny gasped, ashamed."Don't worry, baby," she soothed. "There'll be other times. Plenty of times... don't worry, darling."She caressed him, flexing her fingers on his cock, squeezing and relaxing. The come juice. Surprised, I tried to push him away but his grip on me grew stronger as he kissed me roughly shoving his tonuge into my mouth. "Stop!" I managed to say. "Never" he whispered into my ear as he nibbled on it. Something inside me decided that this couldn't happen. I'd known him my whole life...but it felt so good...I began to kiss him back and I pressed my entire body against him. I felt his hands trace down my back and towards my ass. I sighed with delight as he kissed my neck and down to my. I want my husband to do it as only he can.”Phillip’s voice was devoid of emotion as he quietly said, “We agreed we wouldn’t do anything until we were on the trail, and we went over the reasons why we should wait. If you can’t wait, I’m sure Eike would help you out.”Dessie pushed herself into a sitting position. “I just might,” she snapped but then relented as she tried to still her anger. “Phil, we agreed there would not be anyone else ever again. You were just as much in favor of the boob job.