“You see Abril and Zar and Cynthia naked. How can I look attractive to you?”I pointed to my cock. Less than an hour ago it had been inside Cynthia...��s very tight ass, which felt and looked wonderful. I had enjoyed filling her butt with my stuff, so the edge was off. Yet now I was hard and erect for Cynthia’s mother. In fact, it looked and felt like I was harder than I had been with Cynthia.“You should have no doubt that you are very attractive. My cock can’t lie.”“I must agree it does look. Vito was only a few years older than me but was light-years ahead of me in devious planning and under-the-table deals that defied comprehension.“Don Vito, I am Tony, the son of Sophia Sorrentino from below Fourteenth. I am a friend of Lenny the Singer and I wish to pay my respects.”He looked up at me with his tired, old-man eyes and pointed to the bench on the other side of the booth.“Your friend Lenny has made a bad mistake by disrespecting the Don.”Actually, I couldn’t agree more, but that. I hate it!" It was not an intentional opening on her part, but he took it and offered his help. Ready to reject him out of hand, she paused for just a moment, genuinely concerned about her grade."We could meet in the library," he offered. "Try it once and see if you think it helps." To her, Matt seemed totally open and guileless, which he in fact was."Are you free next hour?" she asked, thinking that would get rid of him gracefully."I am now," was his answer. Not knowing where the inspiration. Don’t look at me like that, we both know the truth.’ He said, lifting her chin, he gaze boring into her. In the town where Miss Muffet lived, there dwelt such a man. Charles Ashford Spideton was his name, and his thoughts concerning Young Molly were anything but pure. Master Spiderton was a moneylender, a dark hearted man, and yet, he was handsome and full of charm as well, and quite rich.’ Jacob paused in his story, his eyes closed in pleasure as he felt Jenny’s skilled cunt squeezing his.