.fucked that ass...giving it 8 inch of cock...that stretched her wide....dad give gramps...encouragement ...you,ve not lost it dad...he said....never ...will son..after this sweet ass...im fucking...June......thats mom....l stopped wanking...grandad..can,t fuck mom....l want to....i said to myself...l watched a little longer.as dad and gramps...continued there fucking session...Carol...got up...and sat on dad,s swollen cock...bouncing and holding out her tits..for gramps to suck and. Now, for sleeping, I build a platform about 30 inches wide and long enough for me to sleep on. It has legs to keep it off the ground. The flat sides of my split boards are fastened across, facing up for comfort sake. It is not great, but with enough straw on top of the wood, and also my sleeping bag on top, this is just fine.I also build a small table about twenty four inches square and 30 inches high as my "everything table." This is for eating, preparing food, working, etc. A mirror mounted. He was in a formal gown. The full length covered his shoes and pants. His hair was drawn-up into a pony-tail and there was a bright-pink scarf holding the ponytail in position."Now who looks like the drag-queen?" she demanded.When he did not answer she asked again sternly."I do." But you ain't no Hercules, thats for sure." she giggled. She placed her large bicep in front of his face and stated, "I want you to kiss the muscles that did this to you."He kissed her bicep she then turn, flexed the. Sal didn't mind, replied "it's okay, Jay's busy, Maisy" then Mai just grabbed a glass of orange and left. When I had got Sally to grind, buck and have a shuddering orgasm, we retreated back to Sal's room.Soon as we walked in, we had a shock of our own in return.....Maisy was lying under the bedclothes, presumably had a hand up her skirt, playing with herself."Oh god, sorry Maisy, we didn't mean to walk in!" I said, meant genuinely. Her reply was "Well, I thought you two would be busy & you had.