Her husband's lucky. Can you imagine fuckin' around with a set of jugs like that anytime you want?"I wanted so much to tell him all about my relations...hip with sweet Marilyn but held back and said, 'I suppose so. Though he is kind of a prude.'"Well if I was alone with her I'd be a prude for about two seconds before I'd..."'William, what exactly were you touring, the house or the lady?'"Well, my pecker told me it was the lady."'Your pecker? You got a woody while you were there?'"Yeah. I think. ‘Xander, I’m sorry,’ I muttered, as his shadow fell over me, ‘I know I said I wouldn’t but…SHE WAS OUR DAUGHTER, goddamn it!’ ‘Come on, then,’ he said gently, coming down the stairs to meet me. He took my hand and led me down the last two steps into the root cellar. He was nude and smelled of mint, having just showered, this glorious man for whom I’d long ago given up my so-called life in New York and come out to the flat plains of the Midwest. I touched the tribal tattoo on his chest, looked. There was a hotel was down past the end of Strip Row that was right behind a breakfast place. Yeah, right across from where Roy’s used to be. Twenty minutes later I was sitting in the parking lot, waiting. Hoping I had figured out Fire’s hidden message. I was about to go inside when a car pulled in next to me. I looked over and saw the driver side door open. I knew as soon as I saw her beautiful red hair that it was Fire. She walked over to the passenger side of my car opened the door and slid. They were really going at it with tongues and I loved every minute of it. Sarah started moaning although her sounds were muffled by Frankie’s mouth which appear to be clamped to Sarah’s lips. With agonising sounds Sarah started to cum, it looked and sounded like she was being tortured as her body began shaking but there was no letting up by Frankie who continued to work on Sarah’s clitoris. Eventually Sarah just fell sideways exhausted after her ordeal, painfully dragging my cock with her. As.