"So, my baby girl take the check over to her momma. I be anxious to hear what she say, and bout the 'spression on her face.Baby girl came back and wal... through the door, I say: "Now what yo momma say 'bout that?"She say to tell you that "you ain't my daddy" ... and watch the 'spression on yo face.A store that sells new husbands has opened in Melbourne, where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates:You may visit this. He agreed but was looking around for Mack I'm sure."Come on in. Mack is out of town. Would you like something to drink while I get your money?" Sure that would be great."I got him a cold bottle of water and went to get my purse. When I cam back he was still trying to hide his erection. He was clearly checking out my swaying breasts when I walk up and handed him his money."Now, would you like your Birthday present?" Really Mrs. C you don't have to give me anything." I was thinking of giving you. Then Ashley started to fuck back at me. That was something that mom had never done while I was ‘raping’ her. Soon we were both cumming. Mom told us that we had done it perfectly if we had both cum together like that. We both got dressed and then went into the house. Mom taught Ashley how to douche and then fixed dinner for us. When she bent over to get out a pot I stuck my cock in her from behind. Mom held on to the drawer and I hung onto her swinging tits. Mom had finally relaxed enough to. I had no alternative but to accept its intrusion, and I did my best to disguise how much of a willing participant I was. Rather than leave it in my mouth for me to work on, he was slowly inserting and withdrawing it, holding my head quite still. My tongue and lips scrabbled for purchase, trying to lick, suck and cajole as I best understood a man would like, but in essence my actions were secondary to the motion he employed. He was fucking my mouth, crude as it sounded to my mind. The saline.