Quite yet?”“Nope,” Patricia replied. “I understand. In spite of my bravado, I’m not quite there either. The one thing I’m not giving you a... choice on is what happens after dinner. We’re going to stay in, and I’m going to do my absolute best to fuck your brains out. Seriously, Liz, you and our friends have given me so many wonderful brainless experiences, it’s your turn. I wish I had some of the crew to help, even though I know it would be counter-productive to getting you out of your head and. Yes!" and I knew he was emptying himself into my wife's pussy, filling her with however much cum he had stored up for just this occasion.Tom almost collapsed on top of her and my wife's hands pulled his lips down to hers, her tongue gouging at his mouth. She was so horny and passionate and oblivious to my presence.Tom knew I was there, however, and his look of triumph filled me with jealousy, hurt and yes, even anger. But, my cock and unsatisfied balls were driving me on, and they told me that. They were holding my clothes like they were going to bite them, staring. I guess that they took the threat about the wrinkles seriously.Barney was so engrossed with his beeping wand he was useless. His partner was staring as bad as the military guys and had his hands in his pockets playing with his cock trying not to let show. A nut kick to one and a throat chuck to the other one, grab his M4 as he was falling away, shoot the two suits as they were going for their guns, and then shoot the two. I approached the door when I heard a voice. "Oh, oh, oh, not again! Cooomminnnnggg!" I pushed the door open. If someone was coming, it was highly unlikely that anyone would notice me so I could peek safely. What I found stunned me. So stunned that I was seen and identified before I could manage to respond to what my eyes beheld. My sister Georgia was sitting against the headboard of my mother's bed. The unmistakable form of my mother, my naked mother was between her legs, feeding on my sister's.