I looked over and saw a woman standing there with a startled look on her face.Jim turned to her and started talking, "No honey, he didn't mean you. Co...me here, you need to hear this as well. This is Cynthia. She has been living as my wife for the last 10 years." Ok. As I was saying, your wife Lynn is in grave condition." How grave are we talking?" Daddy, she's been declared brain dead," Jenny replied."That would be pretty grave. How does that affect me?"Dave continued, "That leaves us with two. Les and I drove to the game. We both wore our blue and gold so we'd fit in with the crowd and show support of our team. Les had a pair of jeans that looked like they'd been painted on her.We got to the game early. Les had told me to bring a blanket for when it got cold. We found some seats about five rows up and settled in, then Les said she wanted to walk around. It didn't take much convincing for me to leave my blanket on the seat and follow her.We went down to the rail that separated the. I took a deep breath and went for broke by moving right up against her. The bulge in my pants was pressed up to her black dress. I was lost in the sensation of having my cock right up against her sweet spot. Suddenly my mother pulled away and said, "What the fuck do you think your doing you pig. I'm your mother, not some cheap bimbo you're used to getting your way with. Now go sit down David and try hard not to let anyone see the crap you just pulled." I was mortified and headed straight for. The couple watched Pedro enjoying every rapid stroke, his tongue lolling, breath hot and heavy ruffling the girls hair, oblivious to her grunts and groans, his hips going like a fiddlers elbow in a jig, then suddenly slowing and her cry`s, of “god his knot, his knot” told them of his filling her in more ways than one. She passed out, the explosion of erotic messages to her brain more than it could cope with. For some seconds the dog slowly humped on, oblivious of her comatose state, until she.