Size ran in the family. Her father was 190 cm and 105 kg, almost exactly his playing weight when he retired with Vancouver’s NHL team. Her mother wa... within a centimetre of Kirsten’s height, but slimmer at 62 kg. Fitness was a way of life for the Gustafson family, and always had been. It was part of their Scandinavian heritage.She groggily shuffled to the bathroom and began her morning ritual. She inspected her flawless, pale-hued body, checking to see if there were bruises from the previous. Her mind would not stop with the carnal thoughts about Father Mike Likewise Father Mike had been masturbating a lot as of late, He lived alone and had a lot of privacy, so he would often abuse himself to gain release. One right as he looked into the refrigerator he saw some calves liver, still uncooked. He was never real fond of liver anyway, so he had an idea. He put the liver in a bowl of hot water and warmed it up. When it was warm he wrapped it around his turgid cock, and thrust his hips,. Get out of those pants now bitch. We gonna seriously fuck now...'Whimpering I reached down and started to remove my pants and underwear, as I pulled my knees up, Charlie's huge penis plopped out of my bung hole with a loud wet sound. So relieved to have his massive tool out of my bung I gave out a sigh of relieve, I could feel the copious amounts of Charlie's spunk as it oozed from my anal opening across my butt cheek and puddle under me on the floor.Charlie raised up on his knees and tossed my. I really didn’t expect Sarah to participate at the end, but only a fool would object to two beautiful women prancing around in their underwear. Carrie’s breasts were perfect, smooth little mounds with tiny little nipples that I loved to play with. Sarah on the other hand, really filled out her bra, the little half cups barely holding those impressive mammary glands upright. Her nipples were much larger. I’d feel comfortable saying they could be half an inch long if they were stimulated.But, bad.