”ooohhh, you taste so good”. Anne was beyond herself and could feel him build up as he was growing bigger, but he pushed her away, then moved do...n put his penis at her cave of pleasure and entered her with a shudder, riding her slowly and then fiercely as she shouts, “harder Clint….oohhh harder please, I want it all…!” He fucked her hard …and she came with a squirt and he followed suit, filling her up…his cum dripping from her pussy. They lay spent, and Anne can’t be sure, but she imagined he. For example, last month when it was really hot, she slept in one of my halters. It was pretty much a front with no back, just strings to hold it in place. It showed almost all of the side of her tits. The halter top was thin and silk, so I understand why she thought it was so comfortable. And in the extreem heat, I also understand that she wanted to wear so little. So she slept in just that and a sexy black thong. -When I came downstairs for breakfast the next morning, imagine the feast served. I left the cart outside and went in. I went into a stall and took down my jeans. I had brought some lube with me, because it's a little difficult for me to get something in my ass by myself, especially since I couldn't lie down or really even sit down on it. I do have a little thing about cleanliness and there was no way I was going to put it on the floor of a public bathroom and sit on it. So I put some lube on a finger and lubed up the rim of my asshole. Then I put some more lube on the. I struggled to swallow it all, though now I know how he fathered five k**s. While Russ went to get a towel to clean himself up, then he kneeled down in front of me. He took a dry towel and wiped the cum and drool from my face. “I never thought I would say this to a boy, but you are pretty good at sucking cock.” “Well didn’t seem fair that I was getting off and you were not…” I said sheepishly. Though I am not sure why, I was embarrassed about it. Not it being the blow job, but it being praised.