Amber kissed his hair on the side of his head and squeezed her pussy against his cock. “I can… but not much…”Spreading her legs and sliding th...em up alongside his hips and underneath her again, she began her earlier gentle fucking motion, still pressing her clit against his cock as best she could.“Umm, much better,” Roland whispered, then held her tightly against him as she shuddered in orgasm.Roland let Amber lie on top of him for another moment while she relaxed and recovered from her morning. Do you think you can take care of the chick spread-eagled on the lawn that crapped her pants? I bet David has a Nerf gun you can use to go threaten her. If your buddy wakes up, he can borrow David’s Nerf Bat.”After he saw we were good, he called a number on his cell phone, said something cryptic and then hung up.To the Ambassador, he said, “You best get your ass, your slut wife and snot-nosed brat in the car in five. I will toss that sack of shit guard in the passenger seat so the other pansy. That caused us to have leftovers, we took back to our respective rooms.I quickly took a change of clothing to the bathroom, came out in t-shirt and sweatpants, with boxers underneath, with Diana and I kissing as she walked in to change.She came out in one of my T-shirts, and possibly panties on underneath, and Faith walked in, and very quickly, came out in my old basketball uniform shirt number 55.I was a four-year starter at West High School as the shooting guard, but being only five feet. .. to her and her fucking brother the peeper.Beth watched her brother Al devour a very large bowl of breakfast cereal. He had grown up a lot while she was away at college. The stubble-covered jaw of a young man had replaced his formerly boyish smooth cheeks and his voice had dropped an octave. He was a handsome, younger version of their father, Albert, with a tiny touch of her Mom's genes thrown in. Images of him hiding behind the fence, masturbating at the sight of their naked neighbors, kept.