.. Oooooh...). It turns me on when I think about them watching me on the television, reading the news, knowing what they did to me. And I cannot tell ...ou how much it excites me knowing that I could be on the street passing by or be standing right next-to one of those very men who degraded and used me that night....Anyway, back to the story... The concave table was filling up with warm cum. Marie helped me roll over and over in it to make sure every bit of me was bathed in it.”You dirty boys. ”“I am the terrifying specter who haunts the blackest, darkest nightmares,” the fat woman said while turning into the grim figure of death.“I am the angel who chases away the darkness with light,” the grim shade said, while changing into an angelic figure of glowing light.“I am the cheerful fat woman with rosy cheeks and cookies on a nice fall day, who warms the heart of all who sit by her hearth,” the angel said turning into a fat woman.“I am the jolly fat man who tells stories that brings joy. It was stiff, standing straight out. I moved lower. And I watched the head of my dick enter her pubic hair. She gasped. It soaked me. And I thrust inside her without a word.Holy fucking God. She was so wet. And so goddamn small down there. And so tight. I was so fucking afraid I was going to cum like a stupid lame ass madman. Thank God that didn't happen.I entered her. All the way in her. It was so fucking amazing. Hannah gasped. She wrapped her arms around me. Slid her hands down my back.. They both had to think about it for a minute."I think about seven times in one day. Like I said, I'm in my fifties now. It's hard for me to do it really consistently," Lou told us."Well, you at least have a very sexy granddaughter to do it with," Frank said."True," Lou replied, just before he kissed Monica.It seemed like the best incest relationship I had seen yet. There was a big age gap there, and their family did not approve. Even though they both knew their relationship would not last, they.