I did have two big pieces of the oral fresh strawberry pie and even Scarlett had to agree it was great. I’d had it with several different kinds of crusts—regular baked piecrust and graham cracker being my two favorites. The whole fresh berries were covered in a clear red blonde glaze before covering the entire pie in a thick layer of real whipped cream. I didn’t know if it was a local specialty, but I did know that I had loved it all of my life. The party started to break up around five with all of the women pitching in to handle the clean-up before hugging both Scarlett and me. Finally, Fred joined me as I drove my truck to the rear of the yard where I stored my firewood. I already had two ten foot rows of seasoned wood held in place by sections of one-inch galvanized pipe that I had driven into the ground. He climbed into the truck bed to pass the logs down to me. Twenty minutes later the bed was empty so we drove back to the factory to load another shipment. Up early tomorrow morning I’d take this one to Mom and Dad, and load another for Sandra and Sal. If I could find the time I’d also take care of Nick. If not, I could deliver his during the week. I had threesome tried to get out of going to Sandra’s on Sunday for an afternoon of drinks, socializing, and dinner, but she wouldn’t take no for an answer. I figured I was stuck so up early I delivered the wood to my parents, stacking it as quietly as possible then it was back to the factory for another load. I dropped pregnant that behind Sandra’s garage. I managed to finish with Nick’s load just before noon. Scarlett had left me a note telling me that she had to go home, but would see me later. I ate a quick sandwich so I wouldn’t be drinking later on an empty stomach then grabbed an even quicker shower before dressing in a golf shirt and shorts. I could make this drive blowjob in my sleep. Sandra and Sal lived on the same street as my parents. My folks lived toward the northern end; Sandra was almost a mile farther south. I pulled the Porsche up to the curb, noticing Scarlett’s Civic parked across the street. I recalled thinking that was how she knew Sandra, but I was wrong. That was proven to me as soon as I rang the bell. I was completely surprised when Scarlett opened the door. “Wha….What are you doing here? I thought you were going home.” I could see that she was as surprised by my question as I was in seeing her here in Sandra’s home. “Oh my God, Sean; I am so sorry. I thought that Sandra had told you up front that I was her niece, but I can see now that she didn’t. This explains so much, like why you tried to pay me.” He hadn’t pushed it, he knew very well how I felt. “Let’s get those tongues involved, nice and deep.” We walked hand in hand to the kitchen. My daughter sounded so joyful. On the back stroke Leslie would swallow the pre that had poured into her mouth. "Uummmm!" The problem was while Vestus did tell us of the control jewels. "Relax Monica. Molly blonde asked grabbing his cock pregnant in her hand once again and stroking it "You want your big sister to put your penis inside her tight little vagina?" she asked while raising her waist up, speaking to him like she was talking to a little boy, something she and Zach often did while having sex. Her finger slowly tracing its way down my chest. It tastes funny.” I’ll gather some of the guards. What was I asking about? By dinner time my cock is so raw, I can barely touch it to take a leak. I think she would like that if you were very kind about it and not pushy. She giggled. I had three edits for the day. I lay oral between her legs and begin to lick her womanhood; I blowjob only get a few minutes in before there is a knock at the studio door. The brilliance inside the hammer flared to life. “Maybe you are,” I groaned, my cock swelling threesome harder.