I rode down the service way and was hidden in the storage area while the two Arthur's, Senior & Junior, came through the house with Dad.Arthur Senior ...(AS) is between 60 & 70 years old and came here after WW II from Europe he is only a bit over 5ft tall but years of carrying hard ware supplies as left him with a solid body. His son Arthur Junior (AJ) is between 40 & 45 years old and is 6 ft and slim. Dad ushered the men into the workshop and I could see and hear everything from my vantage point.. “What? Yes. What’s wrong?” asked the harried woman.“Nothing,” he said. “Go on with what you’re doing. I just need to look in the garage for a minute.”“Why?” Amanda looked at him like he was crazy. “What are you doing?”“Trust me,” said Bobby, smiling. “That smells really good. I can’t wait.”He ignored her then, going through the door into the garage. He looked around for something he could lay across the arms of Ron’s wheel chair, but there was nothing there that would work. He could make. "God, I wish they were big like Mommy's," she moaned. She caressed her sizzling flesh. Tiny goose bumps dotted her smooth silky skin.Her fingers trembled. She tore at her shorts, shoving them down over her slim girlish hips. With her heart pounding, she stared at her lithe figure, silky blonde pussy mound, and small sensitive tits.She skimmed her small trembling hands over her flat tummy, combed her fingers through her light silky pussy hair.She turned to the bed, glancing back over her. He cursed as he looked down at his pants, sure enough his freaking bulge was huge. He adjusted his jeans, it worked some what but it wasnt going to get rid of his hard on. He would have to take care of that later. Cody heard Dylan clear his throat, Phone sex? he asked amused. Bastard was probably trying not to laugh at him. Dylan took his silence as a yes. Where are the kids? He looked at the clock on the dash board, it was nine oclock, which meant the kids were sound asleep. Their sound.