The water was that cold, and my prick shriveled and almost vanished. Not wanting to lose my cock, I grasped it before it disappeared and began to stro...e it, hoping to make it larger again and warmer. Almost immediately it began to feel better and my pussy-pricker responded by growing to an impressive length and as hard as the Rock of Gibraltar, so I began pleasuring it with one hand while, as most females say they do, playing with my nipples, which had become quite rigid, with the other hand. I. As I went, I did my damnedest to not look down at my foreign lower half. Arriving at my parents' home, I hopped out of the car and ran around to the back door. I tried to ignore the echoing sound of my new boots clicking on the pavement. Saying a little prayer, I knocked on the door. I held my breath, hoping for the best. My mother, still attractive in her advancing year, answered the door after only a few short minutes. "Hello Ricky! You finally decided to come visit your... Good Lord!!!!". Tonight it was bothering her for once. Well, only one thing to doabout it considering the situation. She went to the table near the doorand retrieved the video tape from her bag, and put it in the machine. Shewent to the armchair in the corner and as it started and Gerry came intoview, she slipped her hand between the folds of her dressing gown and lether fingers play with the lips of her vagina, feeling the juices downthere and spreading them around, loosening herself up. Should she go and get. " But Mr. Michaels! I mean, you're such a cool guy! How could you think that." I don't know. I guess I just I began to feel like my life had taken a wrong turn. My regret for leaving Faith is ... is crushing at times. And yes, I began dreaming about being married to a fertile young wife and making her pregnant, and having a bevy of kids running round calling me 'Dad.' But now, recently, it seems like the dream is slipping away as I get older, and the thought just makes me so ... uh,.
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