He went back into her room, looking on the shelves, and saw a sheet folded up. He took that and wrapped it around her.He was calming down a little now..., and finally he checked his father. He was breathing. He couldn’t leave his father here. If he woke up, he’d kill Flossie for sure. But Nathan knew he couldn’t carry his father’s bulk the six blocks back home. He remembered an old wheelbarrow, with a metal spoked wheel. It was around the side of the house, by the fish cleaning station. It had a. Feeling his hands running through her hair felt so good. In her mind, she was wondering who his father was. She'd have to thank him too sometime, and her thoughts went to the impending mother-daughter experience Nick was going to have. Why shouldn't she enjoy a father-son herself?Sliding back as the pre-cum was dripping down her throat now as well as on her tongue, she spat a little onto his head. Stroking again, she watched as the blinds twitched again. "If only they knew," she smiled. Picking. ‘Maybe this is not such a bad idea.’ I thought. I knew I should get out and run but the situation was too exciting. I wanted to carry it on to the next step.Greg slowly released my left tit and moved his hand down and under my skirt. I could feel him fondling my naked ass cheeks. When he got to my thong he soon had his fingers inside caressing my slit. That was it. I had crossed the line. I had to fuck him. I wanted his dick.“You are beginning to get me very horny you know.” I whispered into. We were playing tug-a-war with his cock. I noticed Angela helping him pull and suddenly realized I was being greedy, and instantly released his cock from my grasping lips. Brett stepped down after my release and moved down between my wife's spread legs.I sat back still stroking my big fat cock as Brett leaned down and kissed Agness clit. I watched my wife's head tilt back and her mouth open slightly as she inhaled a deep breath. I love listening to Agness as my best friend Brett makes love to.