There aren’t any pictures.”“Do they work for you?” I asked jokingly.She laughed again. I laughed with her. “Really though, do they do it for... you?”“You mean, do they get me off?” “Yeah,” I choked through our laughter. “I read one-handed most of the time,” She blurted.“That has to make a mess.” We laughed at the stupidity of our conversation. Continuing onto other subjects before we finally drew the conversation to, ”I guess I better let you go,”“Listen,” I said jokingly, “Don’t spend your money. ’ Kim stirred and sleepily joked, ‘I was always more of a Snow White fan.’ She then grabbed him and kissed him deeply. As they kissed, she rolled onto the bed and Brett followed until he straddled her. How long they made out, he was not sure, but when it was done, Kim seemed to notice something. He felt her hand grasp his hard shaft as she asked, ‘Is this for me? Because I want it bad.’ Brett felt her pulling down his boxers and got the message. She wanted to get straight to business. No. “Sure, what’s the game?” I asked, sitting on Sara’s other side.“We don’t have a good name for it yet,” said Katy, smiling, “but I doubt it’s a game you’ve played before.”Could be interesting, I thought, as Sara started shuffling the deck.“I haven’t played it either,” Lily said, to me more than Sara or Katy, “They came up with it when I was in cram school.”“I think you’ll like it,” Sara said to our cousin, then eyed me again, as if to say whether I would like it or not was much more in question.. That alwayse helpsTo refresh your memory (dicks/pussies/maybe even boobs) As of last time: Kassy sat down across from us, sighed and said: “kids-”I took all votes and polled them together…for those who were hoping I would keep the mom out, sorry to say that the polls had more votes for the mother in the story but I promise ill do my best to make the story enjoyable still. if i dont, ill try to add a little more spice *wink wink*.