" The woman was a witch as far as Danny was concerned. The only ones who could know his intentions were Heather, his dad and, of course, his mom and t...ey wouldn't say anything."I like to spy on you when you're sunbathing," Margaret confessed. "I saw what happened out on the back patio on Saturday. It makes me wet just thinking about it. I wish I had a son who'd treat me that way."Danny didn't know whether to be relieved or pissed. Finally he said, "I want you to stop spying on me. That goes for. As I stood up he looked at me with pleading eyes "No please don't" he said as I unbuttoned my jeans and let them fall to the floor. Grabbing him asnd turning him around he said "God please don't", I said "It's my turn", as I bent him over I spread his cheeks and he kept saying "Don't please".With my chunky cock in my hand I teased his ass, he was virtually crying at the thought, as I inched my 6" into him, he gasped real loud as I managed to get myself up to the hilt. I started to fuck him hard. He wrote: Do you know what I love most about nectarines? I like how they make you wait. You buy one, and it’s always still hard when you get bring it home, right? And you have to set it aside, and check it every day until it gets softer. And after a week or so, you know that it’s ripe and you can start to get the scent of it. But you also know that if you wait one or two more days, it will be so sweet and ripe that when you bite into it, the juices will roll down your chin, and that perfect. She moaned, low and soft, as the shaft was buried deeper and deeper inside her, until shed taken the entire length. Id masturbated in front of a mirror before, gotten off on watching myself&hellip,well, get off. But this was a different experience. I pulled out and began a series of quick, shallow thrusts. Her mouth was just slightly open, letting small noises of pleasure escape with each stroke. Her brows furrowed slightly in frustration that I wasnt filling her completely. Her skin shone with.