" She said. It had the air of a challenge."I don't think you can have too many." I answered."Really?" Really." Huh." She smiled and her eyes just smol...ered as she slithered past me. "Nice."I took a moment to adjust my pants before I followed her into the house.There was music coming from upstairs, and the TV from downstairs and something amazing cooking in the kitchen. Maria told me to stay put and headed in that direction. Carlos and my picture vanished. I could get another one."Mamma," Maria. It may seem odd that she noted this particular physical sensation at all, considering the competing stimuli: her own bony knees pressing into her cupcake breasts, the sour, whisky-tinged breath wafting into her face, and the hundred-and-eighty pound man pinning her down.It may also be surprising that her shame was not precisely due to the fact that the seven-inch prick working its way into her tight, hairless pussy belonged to her father. She had seen enough "after school specials" and had had. Sarah enjoyed the sensation, and so did Ed, who continued dropping more of his wonderful cock.All of the excitement from earlier, pumping Sarah’s sweet pussy, hearing Sarah begging him for cum, watching Ben’s cock slap against Sarah’s face, and knowing what was about to happen next was all too much for Ben to hold back any longer, and he flooded her pussy with his hot load.‘Ahhh…that was good’ Sarah said with a smile.As Ben pulled out, cum coated her splayed lips dripped from her pussy.Ben. Nothing special happened, and I spent a fair bit of time on Jon’s PC bringing this journal up to date. Saturday June 6Jon seems determined to get me fit and Jon took me for another bike ride. This time though, I had to use the other bike, the one with a hole in the saddle. I didn’t know what the hole was for - until then, but knowing Jon as I have learned to, I should have guessed. Just before we set off Jon got the butt plug and pushed it up through the hole. Jon then told me to make sure that.