His uncle was the stern father figure, not the comforting one. Everything Spencer has learned since, every step he and Sam have taken together, he has...had to learn on his own.He opens his mouth to speak again. Instead, Sam presses her finger to his lips. “First of all, we take it as it comes. One step at a time.” She leans in to kiss him. The kiss is passionate and deep and blissful.Feelings surge and overwhelm him. He pulls away. “I’m afraid of losing you.”Sam cups his face in her hands and. I'm not sure I've seen her quite this happy and relaxed in a long time. It was disconcerting to consider that the very things that so terrified me made her feel so good, especially when you consider all the extremely weird circumstances surrounding recent events."Morning kids," welcomed my father, trying desperately to change the topic regarding his precious children creating progeny in the next room. "Any plans for the day yet?" I was thinking I'd take y'all to a good ol' fashioned Orleans'. I pushed up into her, synchronising my movements with hers. She cried out loudly as she came; and a few seconds later, I gripped her hips as I started coming.“That was fantastic, I felt like I was fucking you, not the other way around, not having you fucking me!” she said. “Oh, I said the f-word again; you’ve turned me into a rude and crude woman. Are you sure you don’t mind me using that word with you?”“What other word would you rather use?” I said. “There are times when ‘fucking’ is the. Oh God, it hurts!" Lydia moved, very carefully but determinedly, downward onto his thick shaft. She held her breath as she lowered herself onto his cock, impaling herself on his hardness. After a few halted attempts, she was able to settle down on his hips, the full eight inches of cock shoved almost painfully up her rectum. She moaned out her satisfaction as she sat down on his lap. "Ohh God, your cock feels so good spreading open my asshole..." Fully focused on the feeling of his cock inside.