He lifted his head.“Do you need some ... internal massage?” he whispered. His hand went to lie on her belly, his fingertips barely on her pubic ha...r.Her eyes were closed, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her nipples still jutted out from her breasts, as if proud they could get that long. Her answer to his question was to spread her heels apart, bending her knees a little, and lifting her butt up off the bed.Bob’s penis was leaking a bit as he slid his hand over her soft pubes, letting his. I found I was looking forward to tonight when I could say positive things to her, and I always meant those.If only - are there any sadder words? If only I could stop seeing images of her with those officers. I keep replaying conversations I had with those men, wondering if they ever let me hear them laughing at me, taunting me. Every time I start talk to Jenny about holding her in bed, or more, I'm flooded with the image of one of those fat slobs rutting on her. Then I want to throw up as I. Reflecting on the moment and combining all the conversations over heard by the rest of the family, it was clear to me. Maria and Darrell had a terrible marriage and after their first few miscarriages they stopped trying to have a family of their own. That was almost 16 years back, and facts she’s going through her pre-menopause. She’s super horny and has hormones flying all over the place almost 15 years of no sex. Looking at my cock must have triggered her & 4-5 inches must have been Darrell’s. It was soo big and juicy in my hands, it felt warm and soft, i can still feel it in my hands sometimes when if try hard to remember. It was soo thick and juicy, it was like everything I had fantasized about, like being with a real daddy. I loved how you took control of me and helped me explore my kinky side, the way you picked me up and tossed me around on the bed with such passion and strength. I was nervous when I told you I wanted you to fuck me, but I was relieved when you asked me to bend.