Ken moaned. I shuddered, feeling the cum rising into my shaft. Suddenly, Ken screamed. “Oh SHIT!” and blew his load down Cindy’s throat. Ten sec...nds later, Karen swallowed my cum.Karen stood and licked her lips. “Fisherman Ken, you clean all today. First fish, then anything that need cleaning.”Ken looked across Cindy on her knees. “Karen, what do you mean?”Karen said, “Fisherman Ken clean fish. Fisherman Ken clean after meals. Fisherman Ken clean cummy pussies. Fisherman Ken clean anything need. Many girls got pregnant under those circumstances. Ordinarily, while out of wedlock births were normally looked down upon. But because of the circumstances brought on by the war, the town embraced what they called “Victory Babies.”For these mothers and their children, the local populations celebrated them. After the Armistice, when Angus came home he married Sally Lee and took over the garage from his Dad. During the war his mom, Dottie died of cancer. Upon her death his father let the bottle. Back and forth she rubs it across her awaiting pussy as they passionately kiss. She stops, slides the head inside, her hand guided all the way down as he leans up, and she fully sits. I so much want to join in. Smell her juices, maybe take more close up pics. But I stand there, like pervert and watch my wife get the hell fucked out of her once again.Her hand reappears around his shoulders after a long absence.“Ohhh my fuckin god…,” She yell’s, as his 11 full inches are now deep inside her. He left his shirt off, and sat back on the bed, low and white, letting his back hit it with a soft thump. He conjured a mirror above himself, and winced at his still golden eyes. Usually they were a deep blue, like the oceans on a stormy night, but when aroused he was unable to control their hue. His pallor stood out in stark contrast to his dark hair, long for a man, and his eyes wandered down his body, which was hardened with muscle. He didn't understand, being so attractive as he was, how.
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