He kept thrusting into me, but now our strokes were only the final inch of his long shaft.I signaled that I was ready and he lifted me slowly off of h...m as Gena snapped more photos. I got up on my knees and grabbed onto the headboard as he got into position behind me. As he pushed his cockhead back into me, small pleasant spasms of my pussy muscles started. He squeezed some gel that smelled like cinnamon onto his shaft and gradually pushed into me. In this position, it felt like his cock was. ? Nathan knew he had theirinterest, ?Simple, I have some of my old ladies home made doughnuts and Moyeris alone in her garden I?m going to be a good student and apologize, she is sucha forgiving goody, goody and I?ll look so pathetic she will feel so sorry forme and the icing on the cake, so to speak is I?ll offer her a peace offeringwhich she will eat, if you want you two can come along and watch the master atwork.? Much as Paul and Roy seemed alittle hesitant Nathan walked around the large. Not one of the popular kids at school by any means, and it wasn't unusual for me to be home on a Friday night. Not that I never did anything' I did have friends, and sometimes we'd catch a movie or tool around in my friend Russ's car' but sometimes I'd stay home just for the hell of it. Well, truth be told, there usually was a reason to stay in. Her name was Karen Wojnowski.You see, my mother was bit paranoid. We lived out in the hills, in a remote location, and she was always afraid of someone. My appetite for food is quickly replaced by a hunger for her. Without thinking, I reach down and unzip my jeans so my dick can push through the opening and into the free air. Still, Jenny isn’t dissuaded nor distracted. I feel the softness of her stockings touch my bare cock now.“Oh, hi, Skylar,” I hear a voice chime in. Leslie’s voice. “I won’t disturb you guys, just getting a drink.”Leslie passes the table and walks into the kitchen, but Jenny doesn’t stop. She continues to press and move up.