He was no John Holmes, but he was a good 7 inches limp as a spaghetti noodle. From my experience, that means we’re going to end up with a nice thick...8 inches or more of throbbing love missile. Stephanie and I both walked over and massaged his penis. It felt so good to the touch. The skin on his cock still had the suppleness of youth, but, we knew he was all man. “Are you ready for us, lover boy?” I challenged Gregg. “Let’s go for it!” he took our hands and led us to the exit and out into the. "Sorry Aunt Samantha," he looked down with false sincerity. "But I really need to bust this nut, and your weak-ass little blowjob isn't going to do it."Samantha realized she was crying, partly because of the pain from this cock splitting her apart but mostly because of the shame. She couldn't please this young punk? She couldn't make her nephew cum? That was impossible, Samantha Day destroyed boys like this shithead."I hope you don't mind some skull-fucking," Bobby smirked. Samantha tried to. After she came he asked her again. "Do I fuck you better than Alex?" Yes, I love the way you fuck me. I want you to fuck me again." Then I heard a slurping noise. She must have been sucking his cock trying to get his hard again."When are you going to leave Alex so we can be together?" asked Ray."I don't know. It's you I want to be with but Alex has been good to me. He gives me anything I ask for. Can't we just be fuck buddies for a while longer? It would be hard to just walk away from Alex. My. You then order me to get on my hands and knees and scrub the floor, it's not clean enough.Before you let me do so, you remove my panties.I start to scrub the floor as you say, and suddenly feel your cock force its way into my pussy.I try not to act suprised and keep scrubbing.You start to fuck my really hard, and i stop scrubbing for a second.'Did i tell you to stop?''No master''Then don't fucking stop bitch'You keep fucking me harder and faster.You pull out and cum on the floor.'Look at what.