I whispered to her, “Kelly was beside herself with pleasure, it felt like nothing else she had experienced, these two cocks were her world now, all ...her pleasure was being fed by a cock in each of her holes…and she loved it.” “So fucking right, it’s fucking wonderful, I do love it.” She said. With that I pulled my cock from her anus and pushed it in hard. Kelly let out a load groan, one of disallowed intrusion. I felt Richard pulling out of her as I pushed inwards. I then pulled backwards and it. It surely couldn't be just jealousy - not after all this time. It wasn't as if he'd ever known his real father. He appeared to hate Peter with a rare passion when that good man had never been anything other than fair to all his children. Well, yes, she would acknowledge that Peter had no real feelings for Michael but it wasn't for the want of trying. Michael had rebuffed any advances from an early age and never even bothered to conceal his dislike for Peter. Small wonder, then, if Peter wasn't. Sloan turned away from the approaching land and looked back at where he had been, remembering event after event of clan life. Deep in his heart, he was glad his own mother had passed away two years earlier and spared the gruesome end the other women in his life had been subjected to. The men looked back too as they rowed, knowing what was their life, was now becoming just a memory, a moment in each of their lives. Sloan turned back again and looked at Eilean Musdile approaching, keeping an eye. I was shocked but happy for her. I joked about her sons age saying if he was mine, she blink and said looks just like his dad... she invited me to lunch the next day, that her mother in law was making some of famous soup... I agreed. I showed up to her apartment, her husband and their k**s where outside of building and I recognized her husband as an old boyfriend I met and we could say acquaintance. Crazy enough he was complex landlord, he told the k**s to head in he will meet us inside, that.