"They had two kids, a girl, and two years later a boy. Meantime he was working away and not doing too badly. They lost their little girl; I think she ...was eight or nine when it happened. She was playing in their yard on a Saturday morning, with a little friend, when a guy, drunk at ten in the morning, jumped the curb and killed both girls." Mary was never the same; she blamed herself for letting their girl play outside. It wasn't her fault but no one could convince her. She wouldn't stay in that. Darren smiled. If that guy's ego were any bigger, half this crowd wouldn't fit in.Darren wandered over toward the foursome. He was purposely walking up behind Stephanie and Cassie. He watched Tim and Christy. Tim was oblivious, lost in his own world. Christy was hanging on every word he said.Darren put his cup of punch down on an end table and placed one hand on Stephanie's hip and the other on Cassie's, drawing them together with his head between them. He felt them tense up as his lips brushed. . !" Now think about it, mister. Do you mind if I call you Sean? Okay, think about it, Sean. How long does it take a ship-borne message to travel from, say Golinda to here?" The kid was being patronizing, but wasn't rubbing it in too bad."Well, with sub-light transits into and out of the primary's gravity well, transfers and such, probably about six months, real-time..." He understood the basics of space travel, after all, he'd been chasing all over human occupied space for. "You better not cum yet or mommy will be pissed." "Put your hands on the back of mommy's neck and fuck me harder." I did what she said automatically. Mom then slid her hands underneath her body to play with herself as I pumped from behind. After she came again she told me "stop." I did, she laid back on my bed with her legs dangling off. "Now come over here and fuck mommy in the ass some more." I got off my knees and walked over to her. She raised both of her legs together and straight in the.