My body shuddered. My balls smacked into her clit. She whimpered, slamming her rump back into my thrust, her butt-cheeks jiggling.“From now on, Dad,...�� I groaned, pounding my sister, revealing in my power and her cunt’s silky embrace, “you’re never going to cum. You’ll still get hardons from your daughter’s. But you won’t even be able to stroke out an orgasm thinking about them. You’ll watch me fuck them and ache and know you’ll never get the pleasure I’m experiencing. Besides, you’ll be too busy. They were playing a game of “Hand on Cock” Chicken with “The About to Move Very Quickly Crowd”. The hand in question was gently kneedling it’s way along his cock, paying extra attention to the tip as it made it’s way back down again. The crowd from the carriage had finally staggered onto the platform, meaning the new throng could get on. Like pouring cement, the commuters all rush in, filling every available space. But as the crowd surged and jostled, Juan now found himself face to face with. She sounded a bit serious, i started to move in and out, - remember in College, that month we split up? Well, I haven't told you everything.I tried to tell her that i didn't matter to me and what she did during or break-up was her business. She said, - it's not exactly what you think. remember that guy at the passport office?I nodded and quickened my pace, - do you want to know why he kept looking at me?i grunted, - it's because he's fucked me!I froze, - and...and, he paid me.I couldn't believe. "Thank you," she said. "Having seen the painting you did which Arthur's got that means a lot to me." The movement, Granny," asked Larry excitedly. "How did she get that?" I don't know, Larry. I've never painted a stream so I just don't know. Can't Dorothy tell you?" No, I asked her."Dorothy shook her head. "I don't know either," she said. "The stream is moving but the colours of the stones don't change except their shades as the water moves over them and then there's spray and that's easy.