She was a very likable woman. She was full of humor. Young and full of energy and go-ahead-spirits out of this world. She had before the birth of thei... child dragged my son out on various adventures from 'White River Rafting' to a season-ticket at a theater. She wasn't a beautiful woman as such, but she had charm and an aura of pure femininity that made her adorable. A frizzy hair-do framed her cute face, a little round, face. Blond with brown eyes sparkling of, I don't know, besides humor and. Shove your ass down onto this soup can and swallow it up. Swallow this soup can up into your ass." And then she made one final thrust back taking the can right up to the bottom edge. “Ahhh yes, Papi. I did it! I took this whole can up my ass for you, Papi. Look at this can shoved up my ass for you!" That’s my Precious. That’s my baby. Papi loves his little girl. Oh God that looks so fucking hot seeing that can shoved up your ass like that. We’re almost there baby. Just one more step. You gotta. Slowly, carefully, I slid my hand underneath her shorts, until I encountered her slit. Her outer lips were slick with her juice, and as I eased a fingertip between them, I felt how wet she was. My fingertip found the swollen bud of her clit and she jerked, whimpering. I held myself rock-still, hoping like hell she wouldn’t wake up. Alex settled back down, and once her breathing had slowed a bit, I began stroking her pussy once more. This time I went slower and softer, and her body responded. After his departure and in the lull after the storm, my friends were speechless.A few weeks later, when Dylan once more popped in one Saturday afternoon, he ended up drinking far more than normal and ended up passing out on my sofa. After covering him with a blanket and placing a bucket next to his head, I phoned Martha and told her what had happened. She was very annoyed, but thanked me, promising that if he caused any mess she would clean it up the following day.Thereafter, after his mother.