He, he, he.I looked around and the place was beautifully furnished. In the middle of the living room there was a large, all glass coffee table, which ...eemed unusually high off the floor. We went out on the patio for some small talk and some coffee. I plopped down opposite them on a patio lounge, allowing my skirt to ride up my thighs.After a while Jose asked me if he could ask me a very personal question. I said "Of course, daddy."I knew this was coming. It's why I was there. I pulled my knees. ‘I wasn’t sure until the moment I drove it all the way.’ ‘Sure about what?’ ‘That you could handle me . . . all of me, I mean I knew I could get it half-way in, but all the way . . . well, there was no way of my knowing in advance. Your body might have been different from someone else’s.’ ‘There, see . . . you just relaxed your anal muscles!’ Amy thought she knew exactly what he meant and tried to squeeze him — and did. ‘All right, now let’s have a good old-fashioned butt fuck, my girl!’ John. ..... Roses head bobbed up and down she licked and sucked spit jecked and in little time Jack was moaning good went he was about to blow Kat pulled Rose off and pushed Trish on not haven done this to him before he was shocked at her know how and abilty to suck like a street whore..OH TRISH MY GOD HOW ARE YOU SO GOOD OH GOD TRISH HERE IT CUMMMMMMMMS OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she swollows it all not missing a drop Kat and Rose look at each other and smile Jack says Trish could you be so good at that. What Ken had provided was not. Like my life. I had all that was necessary. I could have had a professional build the deck, but it would have been just a deck. There would have been no memories attached to it. What Ken brought was the joy. He brought color and depth, and ... fun. Well, Becky was fun too, but I couldn't share my life with her. Someday she would leave and have her own life. I could share my life with Ken. God, I really do love him.I finished fastening the hose. The tension of the.