The Gathering

Chapter 26 - August 10, 1999

8:15AM
At the Stinson household, Peggy gathered up her schoolbooks and ran for
the door, remembering at the last second to call out a pleasant goodbye
to her Mother, Ann and to her brother Davy who was going to be home
with an upset stomach. Two blocks later just before reaching Kathy's,
with whom she'd garner a ride, she remembered her English assignment
which was due that morning was still on the dresser in her bedroom. She
waved to Kathy who was waiting by her car, signaling her to leave
without her. Turning around she ran back to the house, opened the door
with her key and walked to her room where she picked up her assignment
and placed it in her book bag.

Only as she was about to step out the front door did she hear them.

"Davy? Would you like to take a shower with me?" It was her
mother's voice. "That way we can wash each other." This was
followed by a lewd giggle.

She heard her brother say, "Really?"

Peggy froze in place, waiting to see what would happen next. Ann
laughed and said, "Yes, that is unless you don't want too."

"Sure I do. You bet I do!" He shouted gleefully and Peggy heard his
feet hit the floor and visualized him leaping out of his 'sick
bed'.

'What the hell was going on?' Peggy wondered, and stealthily moved
closer to the master bedroom. The door was wide open and Peggy had a
clear view of the master bath's shower. Her mother, Ann, was already
in the bathroom hanging up her robe. She was nude and while Peggy had
seen her naked before, she began a careful study of her mother's
form. Ann was trim for her age, with a wonderful pair of breasts. Peggy
knew they were 36 C from washing her mother's bra's every week. She
was surprised to note that her mother had trimmed her ample bush, now
it was a neatly trimmed triangle, exposing her lower labia, which
disclosed two rather thick lips, at least as far as Peggy was
concerned.

Peggy had only Kathy and Martha's pussy's to compare it with and
Kathy's labia tended toward the thin side, Martha's were full and
very thick. Peggy then thought of her own pussy and realized she was
very much like her mother.

'They should be,' she thought, 'genetics and all,' but soon
forgot about her mother's sex organ as Davy's rock hard erection
came into view. It was sticking almost straight up against his abdomen.


'My God,' Peggy thought, 'he's a stud!'

"Is that for me?" She heard her mother ask playfully.


"You bet," he said as Ann reached in and turned the shower on,
waiting patiently until the water was warm before she stepped in.
"Come on in, the water's perfect," she laughed and Davy ventured
his right foot in, grunted and then followed her, stepping completely
into the shower.
Ann's thirty-seven year old mind was racing a mile a minute. 'I'm
going to do it aren't I? I'm going to fuck my son, my fourteen year
old son. And I can't wait to have him and his gorgeous cock inside
me'
Peggy carefully backed up until she was on the bedroom carpet and then
quietly moved into the kitchen and placed her book bag near the front
door, removed her shoes and quietly returned to her watching place.

Ann's heart was beating wildly at both the thought of what other's
might think of her if they learned what she was about to do, no what
she had already done with Davy; and also what sensual pleasure lay
ahead for the two of them. She was brought back to reality by Davy who
cupping a breast brought it close to his mouth.

"Ready Mom?"

With a stern expression on her face, she removed her tit from his
greedy mouth.

"Let's get washed up first, shall we/'

"Whatever," he said and reached for the bar of Ivory soap and began
to rub it over her back and shoulders.

"Mmmm," Ann hummed at the touch and felt her excitement mount.
Taking the bar of soap from him she did his arms, shoulders and back.
Then she knelt and did his thighs and legs before turning him around
and carefully avoiding his erection, continued washing his body.

Once he was fully soaped up Ann leaned into him, hugging him from
behind and pressing her nude body up against his began to move her body
from side to side and then up and down so that her body appeared to be
giving him an erotic massage.

Davy closed his eyes and reached for his steel hard cock.

Ann's arms wrapped around his belly and on noting where his hands
were, began sliding her hands over his chest and stomach. She found
that despite her good intentions she couldn't keep her hands off his
privates and sought out his soapy cock, displacing his hand which went
behind him to play with her pussy.

Quietly Peggy improved her vantage point by moving into the bedroom and
peering into the master bath.
As for Davy, never in his wildest erotic dreams had he pictured what
was actually happening to him. His mother's hand tantalizingly
jerking him off as her soapy wet tits slid up and down his back.
'Will she do something different this time,' he wondered, 'or
will she end up giving me another blow job?'

Just then, Ann released his prick and placed both of her hands on his
shoulders and turned him around to face her.

"Do me now," she said weakly and discovered her legs were as weak
as her voice.

Davy's hands began soaping the gentle, firm swells of her breasts. He
almost came as he felt her nipples grow hard under his touch. This was
the greatest moment of his life and he knew it.

Ann's eyes were closed as she enjoyed the tender way her son was
bathing her.

Peggy's legs also grew weak and she was forced to knell on one knee
or risk falling to the carpeted floor. It was as if Davy's hand were
brushing over her breasts with the soapy washcloth. Peggy ran her hand
over the outside of her jeans, pressing her fingers into her pussy and
bemoaning the fact that she hadn't worn a dress or skirt that day.
Davy's hands ventured south. 'Would she let him touch her there?'
He was so nervous he dropped the washcloth, but refused to remove his
hand from her hot flesh to retrieve it. His fingers encountered the
triangular bush that hovered just above her secret opening and became
entwined in her short course pubic hairs.
His mother gave no sign that she objected to this and he continued,
moving lower.
Suddenly his mother startled him by moving. He froze. It took a couple
seconds before he realized that she had opened her legs. 'She must
want me to continue,' he thought, his mind racing at a hundred miles
an hour.
Slowly, so very slowly that Ann thought she would die before he reached
his target; Davy's fingers crept lower until they finally reached her
mons.
She sighed under the waterfall of the shower cascading down upon them
and to Davy it seemed she had shouted and he quickly pulled his hand
away.
"No Davy, it's all right. Touch me. Touch me there." His mother
said dreamily.
Davy almost lost his mind when he felt her pussy's lips for the very
first time and groaned in shear pleasure as his finger tips explored
the new and foreign territory. As he grew more confident, he put his
left hand into play, at first just cupping a breast, but then sliding
around, enjoying the feel of her silky flesh and the pebbled center of
her areola.

As his middle finger moved along her labia, Ann shifted position ever
so slightly. This put Davy's cock in line with her rear and as he
soon discovered to his delight, when he moved from side to side, his
sensitive member could feel curved shape of each of his mother's ass
cheeks.

Peggy riveted to the couples actions, struggled to open her jeans even
more without making a sound. When she had accomplished this by no means
easy task, her fingers dipped down into the center of her panties and
she felt her wetness and eased a finger into her cunt.

The sensation of his mother's ass against his member was too much for
the youngster and holding himself in hand gave two short strokes and
groaned.

"You're not . . ." His mother gasped.

But he was. And he spewed several long lines of sperm on Ann, from the
middle of her shoulder blades to her calves, before she managed to turn
and gather his soap covered prick into her mouth.
The shear pleasure of this experience was beyond Davy's capability to
verbalize. All he really knew was that the feelings were out of this
world and nothing could ever surpass them except to do it over and over
again.

For a short time they stood there staring at each other. Then Ann put a
hand on his neck and kissed him. Davy was kind of shocked to feel her
tongue trying to push its way into his
Mouth, but relented quickly enough, allowing his mother's tongue to
enter his mouth after running over his lips. Slowly Davy got the hang
of it and began to let his own tongue join in the exploration.

Peggy having come instantly on seeing her brother's cock explode all
over her mother, would carry that image with her for the rest of her
life. Henceforth, she would demand her male partner ejaculate into her
face, rather than in her mouth during, or rather on the completion of
oral sex.

As she recovered from her heavy climax she became more alert and
fearing detection, made her way back to the kitchen, cleaned herself
with a dish towel, made sure she had her English paper and quietly left
the house and walked the three miles to school. Along the way, she
debated on whether or not to confide in her best friend, Kathy
Thorenson.

***
 8:45AM
And several blocks away, fifteen year old Marlene Bain, Martha's
daughter, succumbed to temptation and accepted the ride offered by
seventeen year old Dickie Heaton and sixteen year old Gerry Mayer.

Marlene was thrilled to be riding in a car with older boys and readily
agreed to their offer of spending the day cruising around instead of
going to class. She readily dismissed the earlier warnings of her
friends Kathy and Peggy; and had never really heeded her mother's
admonitions about going out with older boys.

Rationalizing that she hadn't missed school in over a month, it was
an easy decision for her to make, especially since Dickie was so cute
and she was also mildly interested in finding out if the rumors about
Gerry were true, that being if his nickname, Snake, pertained to the
size of his penis.

Dickie maneuvered his Camero away from the high school, seeking a
wooded area where they could see how far Marlene would go. She was
sitting on Gerry's lap, laughing gaily at everything either of them
said to her.

The thought crossed his mind that they could threatened her to put out
or get out if they drove far enough, but he was low on gas and had no
money to buy more.

Marlene felt Gerry growing hard against her rear end and subtly
wriggled her butt until it was pressing against the crevice of her ass.
'Mmmm, that's really nice,' she thought and didn't protest when
Gerry turned her head toward him and tried to French kiss her.

"Hey," she said in a mild protest, "take it easy!'

"I only want a kiss," Gerry said and humped his cock at her ass.

"Well, maybe one," she said agreeably and closed her eyes.

The second his mouth touched hers, Marlene opened her mouth to accept
his tongue, only Gerry had shied away from trying to go to fast to
soon. Marlene rectified the problem by tonguing him. Soon they were
lost in the midst of a torrid kiss and Gerry's hand was groping her
right breast.

Of course, Dickie took all this in and turned the car around. After
driving two blocks he decided to interrupt the kissing couple.

"Hey guys, what do you think about popping in on Micah? His folks are
out of town and I heard he has some grass that's numero uno stuff."

"Sounds cool to me," Gerry said; and fondling Marlene's breast
asked her what she thought.

"I guess its okay. Is it really good stuff?"
"The best there is," Dickie assured her as he headed toward
Micah's.

***

9:00 AM
Back at the Stinson's, Ann and Davy had left the shower and wet
towels on the tiled floor and were now in her bedroom; both remained
nude.

Detecting some hesitation in Davy, Ann gave him no time to think, but
pulled him into her ample breasts and kissed him again. They shared
what was really a sloppy, wet French kiss and his moan was music to her
ears. Reaching with her hand, Ann discovered her son had another
erection, gripped him and squeezed.

He moaned again and spun out of the kiss.

"What . . ."

"Relax Davy, Mommy's here to help you grow into a man."

"Are we gonna . . ."

"Fuck?"

"Um, yeah," he panted, feeling his throbbing prick in her hand.

"We will . . . in a while."
"But . . ."
"Take it easy, Davy, we'll get to that part, but first I want you
to touch me. I want to feel your finger in me, do you understand?"

He seemed to be frozen in place, staring at her pussy, but unable to
move.

Ann took his hand and led it to her opening, and then still holding his
hand helped him insert his middle finger into her slit.

Both moaned at the contact, although for different reasons. Davy
couldn't believe what he was actually experiencing. Ann's moan was
more one of blissful content in that her son finally was inside her.
She could only smile before engaging her son in another, more palatable
French kiss and afterward told him, "Just think, in a few minutes it
will be your lovely cock in there."

As he became accustomed to fingering her, Ann dreamily reflected back
to her high school days and those classmates she had called sluts, or
whores and wondered where they had first learned about sex. A smile
crossed her lips. 'Could it have been from their fathers and mothers?
They made no bones about sex. They thoroughly enjoyed it; and the more
the merrier. That was until they became pregnant. Then it was a
different story. But it was different these days with the pill and
condoms playing a major role in most sexual contact.' She made a
mental note to insist that Davy use contraceptives with his partners,
herself excepted of course.
He had two fingers sloshing in and out of his mother at this point and
for his part, couldn't believe it was really happening. 'It's a
wet dream,' he told himself, 'it really is.' And then he recalled
the day before when his mother had jerked him off and knew it was truly
happening.
 Ann felt her orgasm coming on and gripped Davy's shoulders as it
arrived, brought on by his fingers. She began to groan and sway from
side to side as she came, seeing brilliant, exploding colors and
flashes of light streak across her closed eyes and she silently thanked
Davy for providing her with her very own private fireworks display.

 9:15 AM
Rosa and Dutch arrived at the jewelry store. Marcia wasn't there much
to Dutch's relief. The ring was promptly resized to fit Rosa's
finger and the jeweler made certain the diamond was securely fastened
to the prongs holding the setting together. The happy couple kissed and
Dutch headed off to work. Rosa was taking the morning off to show the
ring off to her friends. It was her intention to wow her coworkers
later in the day.

9:20 AM
Marlene permitted Gerry to unbutton her blouse, forgetting about the
sheets of newspaper she had tucked into her bra for extra padding. Much
later, she would think back and conclude his actions were unforgivable,
but when Gerry's hand delved into her bra and pulled out the
newspapers, he made a joke of it and she was instantly miserable.

"Hey, look at this!" He yelled, causing Dickie to swerve into the
next lane before gaining control of the Camero once again. "She's
got the comics stuffed in her bra Beetle Bailey, and Hi & Lois!"

Dickie, being a little older and much more sensible, made light of it,
saying, "So what, a girl does what she's gotta do. You don't
wanna play with her titties? Well I Do! And keep your mouth shut about
this. Marlene's a friend of ours and we don't mock our friends."

A mortified Marlene turned her doe-like eyes on Dickie, they were full
of gratitude and saw him in a new light - a knight in shining armor
- and his plain looks were suddenly gorgeous.

She let Dickie get a good look at her boobs and then buttoned her
blouse up, turning to glare at Gerry until Dickie pulled into Micah's
driveway. There was another car parked there, a Ford Mustang. Dickie
parked alongside and they all got out, with Marlene placing herself
next to Dickie and putting distance between herself and Gerry.

Micah opened the door on the second buzz. He was smiling the smile that
only the truly stoned seemed to possess.

"Hey man," he said high-fiving Gerry while nodding to Dickie and
saying, "Dude," in greeting to Dickie.

"So who's here?" Dickie asked, knowing Micah wouldn't be this
stoned if he were alone.

"Just Janis and me," he replied. Janis being Janis Stanley, a
junior from the same high school all the others attended.

Janis sauntered into the foyer to see who had arrived. She too was
stoned. She was wearing only a black wonder bra and a short, slut-skirt
that barely covered her ass when she was standing. The swells of her
youthful breasts were apparent thanks to the great engineering going
into the aptly named 'Wonder-bra'. Marlene guessed Janis was a size
32, but had to concede that she was a pretty girl, with a clear
complexion, not like Marlene who had a mild case of acne to contend
with.

Everyone moved into the living room and found a place to sit. Marlene
chose the loveseat where Dickie had just settled, joining him.
Dickie's arm went around her shoulder and she quickly wormed her rear
closer to him. Micah sat in an armchair and Janis sat on his lap. That
left Gerry. Somewhat disgruntled, he moved to the vacant easy chair and
plopped down heavily.

Marlene was startled to see a porno movie playing on a giant television
with the sound muted.

"Excuse Micah's manners folks," Janis said, carefully pronouncing
her words so as not to slur them. "But would anyone like anything?"
We've got some beer and there's still half a liter of Vodka . . .
so if you wanna party . . ." she left the sentence hanging.

"Beer for me," Gerry said.

"Help yourself," Micah said with a smile, "and get us a couple
too."

"Okay," Gerry said, pleased at the chance to have a beer and hoping
both girls would put out after a while.

"Would you like something to drink?" Dickie asked Marlene.

"A beer would be nice," she replied, thinking she had better be
careful of how much she drank; her mother would probably scrutinize her
when she got home. A faint smile crossed her face when he got right up
and headed to the kitchen for the beers.

Dickie handed her an open beer and she took a small swallow, managed
not to make a face and thanked him. He sat closer to her than he had
earlier and Marlene drew comfort from it.

Marlene watched as Micah lit up a joint, took a deep toke and passed it
to Janis, who did the same. Then she peeked at the TV screen where a
very young girl was sucking an older man's oversized cock. Marlene
had never seen one that big, had never thought one could be so long and
thick. 'How can a woman get that thing inside her,' she wondered.

"Hey, Snake, can you top that guy?" Micah asked laughing.

Snake, or Gerry as he was better known, took a long drag on the joint,
held his breath for several seconds before exhaling. "Mmmmm . . .
good shit. Um, I dunno, maybe."

Janis surprised Marlene by yelling, "Let's see Gerry!"

"Go on, Snake," Dickie added, goading Snake to unveil his member.

"Okay, okay!" He said and rose from his easy chair, passed the
joint to Dickie, who offered it to Marlene as Snake unbuttoned his
jeans.

Marlene's eyes went wide, first from the powerful hit of the
marijuana and secondly on viewing Snake's penis when his jeans
dropped around his ankles. It had to be a foot long! She had handled a
few cocks already, none of which had exceeded six inches, but
Gerry/Snake was not to be believed.



"Jesus!" Janis stammered, "I never thought . . ."

Dickie laughed so hard he began to cough.

Micah gulped and said, "So it's true . . ."

On the screen the older man was eating the young girl's pussy to a
wild rock beat.

Holding himself with both hands, Snake tuned from Janis to Marlene,
exhibiting his enormous schlong.

"Any takers?" He asked with a lewd grin.

Janis fell to her knees in front of him. "Lemme get a good look at
that thing," she growled.

Marlene's tongue peeked out of her mouth and was unconsciously
licking her lips as she watched Janis take Gerry's prick in one hand
and then slowly, as if in tribute, added the other and gauged the
remaining inches. "Must be six inches left over,' she said in awed
whisper.

"Suck it, why don't cha?" Micah said mischievously.

And she placed it on her tongue as if receiving Holy Communion ---
closed her mouth --- and took him into her throat until her hand,
holding him tightly, collided with her lower lip.

So raptly was Marlene concentrating on the activity in front of her
that she was unaware of tucking her right leg under her left, exposing
her crotch to Micah and had he been looking, Snake.

Micah did notice this and he also spotted the discreet manner in which
Marlene's delicate hands probed deep into her lap. He waited for her
to begin rubbing then against her cunt. That took all of six seconds.

"Have another hit?" Dickie asked.

Marlene accepted the roach, now impaled on a toothpick and inhaled.

Micah got up and took his cock out.

Marlene exhaled and felt extraordinarily relaxed. She pressed upon her
clit and felt even better, chiding herself that she had better not let
anyone see what she was doing.

So Micah was able to approach her without being noticed by her. Until,
standing directly in front of her, he inquired, "Seeing as Janis is
busy, would you mind giving me some head?"

***
9:40 AM
It was Dutch who saw the headline first. He was twenty feet from his
office when a newspaper caught his eye. He snatched it up from the
unoccupied desk it lay on and read it twice to be certain, then he
called Rosa on her cell.
"Oh hi," she said happily, for she had just shown her new ring to
her mother and some of her old girlfriends at her mother's bar.
"What's up?"
"Is there a newspaper . . . the Examiner, handy?"
"Yeah, at least I think so, hold on . . . .um, yes, I have it.
What's it about?"
"First page," he said, "third column. I suggest you go somewhere
private to read it. It's shocking news."
Rosa did as he asked, taking the paper into the ladies room and began
to read.
JEALOUS MAN KILLS WIFE AND SELF
FATAL SHOOTING AFTER LATE NIGHT QUARREL
Visit of Sister to Home Leads to Tragic Event
After a quarrel with his wife at approximately 12:30 this morning
Edward Verblanc, 35 years old, followed his wife Clarice, 28 years old,
out onto the front porch of their home and shot her three times with a
hand gun and then turned the weapon on himself, killing himself
instantly. Clarice Verblanc died enroute to the hospital. The tragedy
occurred in their home on Morrow Street near Sunset Boulevard.
Rosa's hands began to shake and she tore the edge of the newspaper,
then smoothed it out on the counter and shook her head to clear the
confusion that had filled it. Only then did she resume her reading.
Jealousy Cause, Say Neighbors.
Neighbors of the Verblanc's described the fatal shootings as the
outcome of an argument over Mrs. Verblanc's sister Rene, who Mrs.
Verblanc claimed was having an affair with her husband.
Millie Daly, a neighbor of the Verblanc's and Gustavo Menlo, who
rents an apartment from Ms. Daly, both heard much of the argument
between the couple. Ms. Daly stated the argument began around midnight
after Mrs. Verblanc came home. "He [Mr. Verblanc] was waiting for her
on the front porch. I heard them clearly because my window was open and
I had just turned off the TV."
He shouted. "Where you been?" said Mr. Menlo. And according to Mr.
Menlo, Mrs. Verblanc replied, "I was out with a better man than
you."
Ms. Daly confirmed that she too had heard those same words. And also
that Mrs. Verblanc wanted to know "if her sister was better in bed
than she was."
"Were you with another man?" Verblanc demanded of her, Ms. Daly
added. "Yes I was, and with a woman too!"
"And I think that last part was what set him off," Mr. Menlo said,
"because he left the porch and came back a second or two later with
the gun and opened fire."
Mrs. Verblanc turned and ran to the foot of the steps leading to the
driveway just as the first shots were fired. She fell to the driveway
and he (Mr. Verblanc) stood over her and shot her twice more. He then
shot himself, holding the gun to his eye and pulling the trigger. His
dead body fell onto his mortally wounded wife's.
Another neighbor, Agnes Tolliver, stated that earlier in the evening,
around seven, she heard an argument in the home and that Clarice was
screaming and cursing at a woman she supposed was Clarice's sister,
Rene, calling her a "slut," among other vile names, while Mr.
Verblanc tried to calm her down. Ms. Tolliver also stated that Mrs.
Verblanc left the house, slamming the front door behind her and drove
off in her Ford Taurus. Her sister, Rene left about ten minutes later.
For the next few hours, Mr. Verblanc was visible from time to time
inside the house and appeared to be pacing back and forth waiting for
Clarice to return.
"I missed the shooting," Ms. Tolliver said, I went to bed around
eleven and was awakened by the shots, but didn't see anything until
it was over."

When contacted by a reporter, Ms. Rene Johnson, the deceased woman's
sister had no comment except to say, "I wish yesterday never
happened. I'm so sorry. So very sorry."

Rosa threw the paper into the waste can and redialed Dutch. "Jesus
Christ! I don't believe this . . . It's a nightmare."

"It sure as hell is and they'll be looking for the man and woman
she was with to confirm those witnesses."

"Dutch . . . if they find us . . . it will make the papers and our
names will be there too."

"I know. Let me think a second," he said.

"Do they know you at that place we met her?"

"No, no they don't. I didn't run into anyone who knew me . . ."

"Me neither," Rosa added, gnawing at her fingernail.

"Maybe . . ." Dutch began.

"What?" Rosa said hoping he'd come up with something to alleviate
her fears.

"I can take a couple days off. What's your schedule look like?"

"Not to bad. I mean, I've got your closing coming up next week and
another the following day, but that's a week away and not to much
needs to be done between now and then. And I can get Cynthia to call me
for anything important. I can walk her through anything, or at least
most things. Something major I can have another agent do."

"And," Dutch added, "We can use our engagement as the excuse for
going away for a few days. It makes sense."

"Yeah, but where do we go?"

"Hon, how does San Francisco sound?"

"It sounds fine, but why San Francisco?"

"My ex-wife, Marilyn lives there."

"Your ex! You get engaged and want me to meet your ex?"

"Well we had talked about it. You know she claims she hasn't had a
drink in over a year and she knows how to keep her mouth shut."

For the first time, Dutch felt the wrath of Rosa's jealousy.

"You want to fuck her again, is that it?"

"No . . . not at all. I'm telling you you'll like her. I know it.
The two of you will be great friends. And we can have some fun up there
. . . celebrate our engagement and all. We can. And it will solidify
our reason for going there.

"All right Hon."

He was very relieved to hear her call him Hon.

"I'm sorry, it's just all this tension all of sudden. I'll go
home and pack and set Kathy up with Mom for the duration. We didn't
have any big plans anyway. I was going to have Cynthia over this
weekend and . . . you know, but . . ."

"Another time," he said. I'll call Marilyn to find a good hotel
and break the news of our engagement. I won't tell her why we're
really coming there. The engagement is good cover. We should stick with
it."

"You're right Dutch. Now that I've had a minute to think about
it, I'm looking forward to meeting her. She must really be something;
after all, you did marry her first. "

***

9:55 AM
Marlene found herself looking right into the eye of Micah's penis and
shrieked in horror.

"Hey man," Dickie said rising up and pushing Micah away, "go easy
there. Maybe later on, if Marlene's willing."

Micah took the rebuke good-naturedly and reached for the remnant of the
roach still held in Marlene's trembling fingers. She released it to
him and he returned to his seat, but left his semi-erect cock dangling
if she were to change her mind.

Meanwhile Janis was attempting without success to deep-throat Snake.
And after some five minutes had elapsed, Micah stood up, kicked his
jeans off and got behind Janis and raised her short skirt. She wore no
panties.

Marlene couldn't bear to watch as he entered her from behind while
she happily slurped away on Snake's unbelievable cock and glanced at
the TV screen. There, she saw, to her dismay, the older man had been
joined by another even older man and both of them had their cocks in
the girl. One was in her pussy, the other in her butt. 'How did they
manage that?' she wondered and felt Dickie's arm return, pulling
her closer to him. She turned to him and he kissed her. She opened her
mouth to accept his tongue and felt his hand caress her bear breast.

'How?' she wondered, then realized he had unbuttoned it while she
was enjoying the marijuana and beer. She took stock and found that
while unbuttoned, the blouse was still on and the others really
couldn't see much of anything. That thought caused her to giggle.
'Not much to see either way,' and she giggled again.

Dickie took her giggling as acceptance of his advances and truth be
told; Marlene was ready to fuck him, but not the others. For her part,
she was hoping they could find a bedroom and do it alone.