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“Then think of that as a preview of things to come, sweetie,” he warned. “I know, that’s what I’m counting on,” she said, smiling at him and then looking back at his cock. She continued pumping his cock, gripping it firmly in her warm, soft hands, mesmerized at the sight of this monster cock literally drooling precum right in front of her face. She’d seen pictures and movies of cocks this big before but this was the first time she’d ever seen one up close, let alone have the chance to wrap her hands around it. And to think that her father was walking around the house with this thing tucked away inside his pants the whole time! Her mother was a lucky woman, she thought to herself as another huge drop of precum drooled out of the tip of her father’s cock. Instead of licking this one up she used the palm of her hand to spread it around the head of his cock, causing her father to moan softly with the sensations this caused.

Holidays don’t come much better than that. Jean died in her sleep, Pat found her this morning when she went to see if she would like breakfast. She’d been in bed with ‘flu for three days and just never recovered. It was a very quiet and sober house for the next three weeks, but, we move on and Jean will never be forgotten. Sally and Brian are still our contractors but no longer live in the house or participate in the ‘normal’ household activities as they are preparing to turn themselves into parents. Pat was quite agog at seeing her story in print, she is 85 years old now, but still appreciates being invited to watch and give me an occasional hand job. She now has her own bedroom again in order to make room for her (divorced) daughter to share mine, and, as her daughter is living here with her daughter, I am still pleasuring Granny. I am uncertain if I should write part three up to the present day as all the people concerned are very much alive. Sally and Brian are quite happy about my writing Parts 1 & 2 as they can’t be identified from the contents, but, I don’t know if I should put the remaining characters in the position of having to decide.

He stood up and once again, move between my legs. Without hesitation, he expertly moisten my already dried sex with his soft tongue, pushing vast amount of saliva into my opening. After making sure my pussy was dripping wet, he rubbed his length outside the apex between my legs. I pulled weakly against my restraints. Yes, it was a terrifying idea. But why the hell was my body burning up like a bloody roman candle. He didn’t reply, he just stared calmly into my eyes. It didn’t make sense. Why would a rich guy like him would want to get me pregnant? And in a moment of notice, he slammed his length into my unprotected sex, ramming and milking his length riskily on my fertile womb. My mind was just too wild to even begin processing thoughts. Him wanting to marry me? Get the fuck out of here. We’ve been friends all along. Been through many break ups and down turns together.

I just took care of myself so I could be there for my daughter as long as I could, and I took care of her. Her first day at kindergarten, was so nerve racking for me, oh my god, but it was ok because I had to go to school myself. But after that, it became easier. I was excited about the life she was going to have and I was happy being a single mom. I was in no way interested in going out with any boys, as in being in a relationship, or anything but I still needed some kind of sex. But since I stopped having sex with boys after Mr. King, I bought my first toy, I started watching porn again and I started doing webcam shows. Sometimes I watched porn and used my toy on myself for my webcam shows. That’s how I made money to pay for school only I made sure Haylee was sleeping when I did that, I kinda had to and we all know why.

He didn’t know what to do. Gia shook her head, “you gonna call cut?” she asked the director in her mind. She kept going, taking a slow deep breath, reaching for her son’s hand and placing it on her breast. Gerald squirmed, too afraid to look, but wanting to more than anything. Gia acted fast, hoping to get as much filmed as possible before the director intervened. She grabbed Gerald by the shirt and pulled him away from the wall, practically flinging him on the bed. He backed away from her, frightened, watching her quickly step out of her shorts and thong, the camera directly behind her, capturing her and his reaction. She climbed on him, kissing him over and over, breathing heavily through their noses. Gerald did so. Gia pulled his shirt off, tossing it to the floor. She pushed him back and slid down his body. The camera was practically in Gerald’s face, capturing his reaction watching the actress, who happened to be his mom, pull and tug his pants off.

I could hardly believe what I was hearing. She responded, “I think that is one of the reasons he broke up with your mom. He had asked her to go to a swinging club with him, but she refused. I think he had what is called the forty year itch and decided to explore free sex before he got too old. Actually, I first met him in a swingers club. The club let single girls like myself in, but restricted single guys. He personally knew someone with enough influence to let him in that one night when we met. My mind was a whir thinking about dad and Joan. I said, “Since he doesn’t mind you having sex with other men, does he know I am in bed with you this afternoon? “No, I’m not sure he would approve of you getting involved. But I don’t know for sure. I think it is best that the bed is straighten up and we are in the living room when he gets here.

No,” I replied, ”Dad will always be my first, I’ll never think otherwise.” I told her. She raised her head to look at me, ”Do you think anything will happen again between you two? I looked back up at the ceiling and began to think, or rather, began to hope that it one day would. You always remember your first, whether it’s your first sexual experience or your first orgasm. And I experienced both with him, and in my mind both were incredible. And although he made it clear that it could never happen again, there was still the bulge he had at the end of our hug earlier. I don’t know.” I finally replied to her. But I was going to find out. Before we knew it the sun was breaking through the curtains and stinging our eyes, the familiar smell of bacon was beginning to fill the air.

His seven inches of bear meat wouldn’t have been too much for the slave except that it was massive in girth. He had yet to find a woman who could get her hand even half-way around it’s circumference. Maria came to her senses enough to visually see she was in desperate trouble as Carlos laid her long legs open and slipped his cock to the entrance of heaven. She began a frantic movement of her hips trying to move her young treasure away from the fat predator. Satan wasn’t allowed to visit in heaven but his cock was about to kick down the door and expand the walls of the room somewhat. The slave cried, “No, No, please no. It’s too big, I can’t take that, please…uugghhh my GOD! Big daddy sank the whole muffalato into his young treat with vigor. It packed her cunt so tightly that it forced some of her own female sex juices to squirt out as it plodded inward. Her tight little cunt was practically hung up on it’s probing intruder.

Jennifer was surprised at herself, startled that she could be sexually aroused at the sight of another female. One by one the little girls stepped forward to deliver brief recitations of limericks they had memorized. Clearly they did not understand the words they were delivering in their cute little voices, for the short poems they recited were disgustingly filthy. What made the filthy limericks so interesting was to hear them being so coyly told by the innocent young girls. The children had been carefully coached to emphasize the right words and to give the coy smiles and knowing looks as they innocently spoke the obscene words. And instead of cumming, He went. And so it went, the attractive slender little European girls in their pretty dresses, white socks and shiny shoes pleasing the responsive audience with their filthy limericks and blindly memorized explanations. When all of the limericks had been delivered the little girls were all politely and expectantly standing along the front of the stage, accepting the applause from the audience and ready to perform in the next part of the program. The next event was a high kick contest.

I was pinned between two different actions. ” she barked. “Oh, Eric, you have to move. You feel so good to me, but it will feel better if you pump away. I just know it. Please pump away. Please work that cock in and out of me. “She does sound like she needs it, son,” a friendly guy said, nodding at me. He walked his husky. The dog gave a single bark. “Yeah, she does,” I groaned. Drawing back my hips was incredible. Her flesh gripped my cock. The stimulation raced down to my balls. They were tense. Full of cum. I wanted to fire into her. My cock emerged, inch after inch soaked in her juices. Her spicy aroma filled my nose. She barked in delight as I rammed back into her twat. I smacked into her rump, her tail shifting. It was pinned between us, the silky hairs brushing my cock as I thrust away.