.. while Anna moves thattoy inside your bottom...''Oh God, Oh God...no, no you can't! Not more! You'll kill me no, no, NO! I'llt....'The colonel knew ...he had broken... but he enjoyed his work. The confession wouldcome...it always did, but he was enjoying the girl's increasingly desperateefforts to make him stop. He knew her pleading eyes were fixed on his hands ashe moved back to the table and gripped the handle one more. His hand circledslowly and the magneto began its moaning song of pain. My penis was painfully erect as hard as iron, with fluid seeping from the tip to make the naked head glisten with lust.Mom pirouetted in front of me, sticking her butt out as she did the spin, and I gazed longingly at her superbly rounded ass, the big cheeks filling her panties beautifully, and I began fisting my cock as I drank in the lascivious sight of my own mother posing lewdly for me. Mom came over to where I sat, and placing her hand on top of mine she stopped me masturbating. "Don't. She pushed her mouth against his passionately and reached down to shove his boxers down over his hips. He kissed her back, his hands pressed against the bed on either side of her head, and kicked his boxers off of his feet. She could feel his erection nudging against the entrance to her, and she moaned achingly, needing him inside of her.Elijah looked down at her, her sandy blonde hair fanned out around her head. She looked up at him with flushed cheeks, the insides of her thighs rubbing. Me? I am into watersports. No, not swimming or diving or even water polo. Pissing. See? I told you I’m not a nice girl.I wasn’t even half way through when I felt my panties getting damp with arousal. The story didn’t disappoint and I wasn’t even to the best parts yet – I was still building. Oh, and I had to pee, something I had realized as soon as I started. Later, I thought. I didn’t want to spoil the flow of the story by stopping now. Besides, that feeling of a full bladder heightened my.