Fuck it. I reached my hand down my pants and thought of my mom. "I have to fuck you or I'm going to die. Please put an end to it. I beg you!" She had ...elled at me. When it had happened for real, it made me wilt faster than the little old lady. When I fantasized about it, my cock grew an extra cock just to store the excess blood. I was rock hard.The old woman stopped drinking her tea. Her hands were shaking. Her eyes seemed to be searching the kitchen. She looked out her window. I ducked down. The robe I was wearing shined,brilliantly lit in the morning sunlight. I slowly approached a tree near thetop of this small rise. Lincoln's eyes were filling with sadness and tears."Please... Claire... please..."My mind was torn between where I was and where I had come from...How could this have happened? I picked a single flower from the grassand made my way up the hill. Lincoln came no further; he seemed tohave resigned his fate to my decision, whatever that might be.I looked back at him and. I I Pull back and spit on his cock so it's sloppy wet and rub it on my face, running my fingers up and down feeling the strength of the cock I adore as hard as it can be. Hearing his moans of pleasure just get me hotter and hotter and I beg him to fuck me, "fuck me like only you can"He guides me to sit on him cowgirl and I do as he says, standing over his big cock and lowering myself down on him, his big thick dick pushing my pussy apart and filling every part of me up. It feels so good and. “If you want the full show follow us to the cinema. And bring your friends. Jen likes company.”We walk across the road and enter the cinema. At the cash desk is a fat middle-aged man, his eyes widen slightly as he sees how you are dressed, and then he smiles slyly.“You can get in for free,” he says, “ if I can get a little satisfaction.”“Do it, Jen.” I say, pushing you towards the counter.As you walk towards him the man unfastens his trousers and pulls out a short but incredibly thick penis. As.