"But I don't think Fawn would let me. I'm just a kid and she's not gonna want to fuck a kid like me." I wouldn't be too sure about that," Joan said. "... have a hunch she might let you." Really?" Ted asked, eagerness in his voice."I'm sure Fawn would let you fuck her," Joan said, her voice firm. "Listen, why don't you go visit her now? You can find out if she will." Aw, I wouldn't know what to do, Mom," he said."Leave that up to Fawn, baby," Joan replied. "You don't have to do anything but get a. I was trying but now on day three it was still hurting, and I was still too chicken to attempt it any further because the sharp pain was not going away. I talked to Rich on the phone and told him what was happening and how I was still unsure because of the pain. He laughed and told me that the pain would go away, and I would ultimately feel natural with it, that he would be gentle and that I had already told him how badly I wanted this, so I needed to keep trying. Day three was when I. I had a face covered with Charlie's cum. His balljuice was oozing frommy bottom, and I had a considerable amount of my own goo coating agood portion of my body.Knock-down-drag-out fucking is a messy business.But we weren't done yet.We got zero sleep that night as Charlie filled my bottom with two moreof his delightful loads and my mouth with one. We passed out aboutfive a.m. and somehow awakened around seven-thirty so we could shred afew documents and close a few paper trails.We even convinced. I went back to the bed room and she went to the hall and slept there. My underwear was all wet with her blowjob and by licking her boobs. Although I’ve wiped my dick properly, it again leaked some more sperm when I started to sleep thinking about her. I covered myself with the blanket and slept.I woke up very late on the next day at 11 Am. If it was my home, I wake up at 4:30Am in the morning. But as I was in my uncle’s home no one wakes me up early. I have seen everywhere in the house and.