As she moved up my shaft to the tip of my penis I groaned loudly and orgasmed. My body convulsed in pleasure as cum shot out of my pulsing cock into t...e air. I felt a rain of cum splash onto my cheek, my neck, my chest, and finally, as my orgasm subsided, my abdomen. The gentle wheat field-like smell of my cum filled the room. My penis was still pulsing as Sally's mouth engulfed my cock head and sucked hard. I gasped loudly. "Quiet," Sally said, "Remember, I'm suppose to be laying down, not. Then he hit me deep enough, and it was just pleasure. I screamed and dug my nails down his back, wrapped my legs around his waist, and painted my orgasm down his body in blood and screams.He cried out above me, a thick, throaty gasp of, “Oh, yes.” Then he thrust inside me one last time, as deep as he could go. That made me come again, so that our bodies trembled together, and I buried my mouth against his neck, muffling my screams with his flesh.He lay on top of me, his heart pounding against. “Yes, quite dead, in fact. At 55, no less! Quite tragic, I understand.”The cloaked skeleton pulls a folder from beneath the desk and lets it fall heavily on the desk. It’s monstrous. The amount of paper and clippings inside stretch the folder to its limit and the entire mass has to be held together by rubber bands.“This, my boy, is your life!” It says with glee.You stammer something, unable to form words as its bone fingers tear the bands apart and allow the entire mass of paper to unfold like. As the beads of moisture formed on her face she looked up at Ashley. She walked over to her best friend's ear and whispered."You want him, don't you Ash?"Ashley was jolted out of her trance and turned her eyes slightly to the side and looked at Stephanie."What?!" The mother sounded disgusted."You want your son. Admit it." Stephanie smirked at her.Ashley was getting flushed. She shook her head, but her eyes were saying something else entirely. The fuzzy headed mother was feeling something. But.