And he imagined grabbing her tits in his hands, squeezing. “I’m gonna fuck that chick,” Steve said. “You ain’t getting near it,” Damo sa...d. A couple of younger boys, shit, couldn’t be thirteen, fourteen, were creeping round back of the stage as a song finished. Mark watched them giggling to each other. The music picked up, some shitty ballet. This was the stuff Carrie danced, when she wasn’t busy gifting handjobs to the bumpkins. “Let’s go then,” he said. The guys looked at him. “Well,. " She listened for a while and then said, "Well, yes! As a matter of fact he is fucking me right now." Darlene winked at me...I was horrified, but kept fucking her though slowly now. "Of COURSE not honey! I am fingering my cunt and was when you called. Just remembering that fuck last night...and pretending that Peter was fucking me." A pause and then, "Really? That would be understandable? You mean if Peter fucked me you would be understanding about that...oh...you would love. . oooh!” she sighed happily and squirmed around to rub her clit and pussy lips, then began to move up and down.I fondled her good-sized, firm tits while we smiled at each other.“We ought to get some close-ups,” Angie reminded her co-producer.“Ooh yes,” Christina plopped off, and the next few minutes were spent doing some intensive filming of my cock. We placed it carefully lying on their tummies to show how far it reached; at the entrance to their plump, glistening pussies; being slowly buried;. No woman or girl to see or touch or make love to."Cindy wanted to remind him about her mother. She was the woman he needed."Mom missed you, dad. She needs you. Why not go and spend time with her? Did you miss mom very much?" Yes, but I missed you more. At least I have lived with your mom for several years and have known her well, even intimately. But it's you I've missed, missed seeing you grow up to be this lovely. I have missed loving you."Her father was back to talking about her. "Dad,.