‘Good afternoon, Can you tell me the way to the Murphy place?’ asked the leader. ‘Yes I can. I am headed there myself and I would show you the w...ay but I can’t stay up with your horses carrying this pack. It’s nor far. About another mile and you will see some cleared fields and then a half mile more and you will see a road going to the left, That is the Murphy place.’ ‘Great, do you know the Murphys? Every body seems to know the wife. By the way, I am Sean Murphy, a Cousin. Pat stepped towards. As soon as her shirt and bra were off, she pressed her breast to my mouth. "Suck my tits, while mom sucks your cock," she demanded, and despite having been quite full a couple hours ago, I hungrily devoured her offering.I moaned against my sister's teat as mom sucked me in deeper and deeper down her throat. My fingers and arms twitched within my casts, wanting nothing more than to touch these two wonderful women, but the casts defeated me.Lisa moaned loudly, and between her cleavage I was able. As she moaned with pleasure and I felt her cunt muscles relax I moved on top of her slipping my penis into her willing flesh. After making love in the conventional missionary position for a while she wanted me to do her up the arse. Of course I was only too happy to oblige. We both love anal sex and the girlfriend's orgasms are much more intense from this kind of sex, whilst I just love having my cock in an incredibly tight hole. Because her bum hole is so tight I flipped her over onto her. I was told by some bullies that I killed my mother. I didn’t take it and, of course, like always I’d end up in fights. I’d then go home and get it from my granddad for fighting. No one ever cared what I had to say. I didn’t have the material things the other kids had. I basically worked the farm and read books. I guess I was considered a real loner. My teen years weren’t much better. Farm work and school were my life. My dad had even moved away to the big city. He wanted nothing to do with me..