“Really? Gabby and I do nothing for you?” She started to swing her hips and give me a look that could get a rise from a dead man. If every woman c...uld pull off that look, Viagra would no longer be necessary. I could feel my self control gradually slipping away as she sashayed over to me. I was clearly tenting my pants. “Nope, nothing” is all I manage to croak out of my exceedingly dry mouth. It was a feeble attempt at a cover up and she knew it. She strutted around my running a single. I enjoyed the rush of orgasmic energy, while a cum drunk Lacey lay limply in my arms. My cock remained hard inside her, acting as a plug, keeping my cum inside her. She would need all of it if she wanted to receive the full range of benefits my cum could provide, and feel no worse for wear after the punishment I had inflicted upon her tight, teenage pussy.Thinking about it made me wonder about the effects of my cum, and more specifically, how a girl’s body absorbed it. As far as I knew, when. She stood up, took the pizza, and plopped it, cheese side down, right on top of my head! Beth roared with laughter as she surveyed the surprised look on my face. “I am much badder than Beth was, Uncle Bill, now you have to teach me a lesson I’ll never forget!” was Mary’s explanation. “I’ll help too!” Beth offered, as I wiped the cheese and sauce from my hair. They quickly cleared the table, and Beth told Mary to climb up on it, and kneel down. She reached under Mary’s body, and grabbed. The Resolution? will follow...Ok we are back and the lessons have been learned. Or have they? we laid in bed sharing a moment only somebody with our kind of history can share. Fifteen to twenty minutes had passed. I ask her "What should we do now?" To which she replies, "Daddy I need to be fucked." Now you are probably thinking. "Is she serious? Is he serious?" I assure you she was as am I. This is a true story after all. A story she could verify should you care to ask. She tends to this forum.