"Would you do anything... if I ordered it" he teasedMae nodded silently and rapidly, breathing in short bursts."Even lick Harriet while I fucker her?"...ae barely hesitated, thrashing her head up and down against the bed."Are you close to coming?" Neal asked quietly."Oh... god... yes... please..." Please what?" Neal asked, picking up a rhythm and fucking her in short, hard strokes."Please can I come???" she begged quickly"Please can you come while I fuck you? Or please can you come while I fuck. . then Wendy and I were given out assignments for the day. Our first resident was Mrs. Arlene Wilson, a widow who lived in Room 223. It was Thursday just after the noon meal and it was time for Mrs. Wilson's bath. Wendy and I knocked on Mrs. Wilson's door and we were invited inside. Wendy already knew Mrs. Wilson, who was sitting in the bedroom in her wheelchair, so she introduced me."Good morning Arlene, this handsome young man with me is Jesse and he'll be my assistant today, if that's. I knew I was a goner when my cock went down into her throat. I'd experienced many blow jobs but I'd never been deep throated like this before. Even the one 10,000 years from now palled by comparison. The next two things happened in short succession. First she started to hum and then she swallowed around my shaft. That did it for me. Fireworks happened, I saw stars and I came, spilling my hot spunk directly into her throat. I can't describe the feeling better than exquisite. I wanted it to. I dated Daniel for six weeks before he came to church with me and met my family, and that didn’t end well. Let’s just get to know each another here at the diner for a while.I saw Loralee every day, and it had been three weeks since that first night we talked. I felt like we were making a connection from all the times I had seen her at the diner. I asked her again if we could go out, and she said, “We can maybe go to a movie or something, but I’m not going to be alone with you until you go to.
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