”Actually, not all the girls followed Claire’s instructions. Harriet and Angie were too busy in the corner sharing fetish tips – in particular, ...how to blow smoke-filled bubblegum bubbles. However, when Alison, Eva and Riley crouched down and lined up their posteriors facing skyward, nothing could stop the boys getting their cocks out. At the ends of the row, Alison’s and Riley’s rectums gaped and pulsated ostentatiously liked the true GM specimens they were. But in the centre, Eva’s ebony. If the people are careful and not too greedy, it could go on for a long time.”My thoughts were interrupted by Bill as he continued, “So Traci suggested Plan B—that you would become not only her poker coach, but her boyfriend. That way you could sit behind her while she is playing and try to spot our crooks.“The bitch of it is that I can’t offer you any money. If it came out that our casino was hiring a professional poker player to clean up our mess, it would be embarrassing. So I’m asking you. My penis grew inside her and I could feel it burrow deeper, trying to reach her uterus and force it open. It was like she wanted me to get her pregnant and somehow that I was making her mine really turned me on. I watched her amazing large boobs bounce in front of me and I couldn't resist them. I hefted and squeezed them, then pinched and twisted her hard nipples and she gasped loudly when I did that."You like that?" and I lightly teased my fingertips over her buds.She bucked hard on top of. So I used to sleep in the hall.Everything was fine and I never had any wrong intentions about anyone in the family until that day. One day I was sleeping in the hall as usual, when the milkman came in the morning to deliver milk. When I heard the knock on the door, I woke up. I saw mom going to receive the milk from the milkman and she was fully covered with her saree. I saw that everything was fine and lay down back in the sofa bed to sleep.Then suddenly I heard a loud screaming sound coming.