"Honey? Lisa Caro said that Christina is home for Thanksgiving..." Owenfrowned at what he considered his mother's misplaced enthusiasm. It feltbleak......even dark."Thanks, Mom," he said weakly as he limped slowly down the hall toward thekitchen."What's wrong? Owen?" Carly asked. He shrugged as if he didn't know hisown mood, but she folded her arms with a smile and shrug of her own."I know you care for her, Owen. Is it because she's there and you're stuckhere?" Carly avoided both "L" words...at. I began fucking her asshole. I pounded her hard and fast. She was yelling and moaning. Tear my asshole, open up my asshole, dont leave my cunt tonight.Suddenly I got and idea and I while fucking started urinating in her asshole. It was enough for her. She was writhing in excitement. She cummed like a river. She said samir, I love you and I love it. Make me your own slut. Make me a dirty whore. Her whole bottom was mixed with pastry, urine and her cum. I rubbed it all together on her both holes.. I was lightly rolling and flicking her taut nipples, alternating the teasing way I was playing with them. Between us, Maggie and I were strumming the strings to Gladys hot little instrument in perfect harmony with one another.As Gladys began to approach orgasm, she began undulating in a rhythmic wave with a slow up and down motion of her hips, meeting Maggie's oral assault on her pussy. Holding on more than anything else as her gyrations gradually became more animated, she began thrusting. I could tell with the cheeky grin on his face he knew what was about to happen! I kissed the whole length of his nine inch shaft and my touch made him twitch. I smiled up as I took as much of him as I could deep into my mouth. He made me gag, but I loved it. His hands met the back of my head and tangled in my hair as my hands started to work and my pace quickened. Within minutes his legs buckled and he shot his dribbling load down the back of my neck. I stood up and wrapped my arms around his.