”I don’t know what the hell had come over me, but I couldn’t wait to meet his challenge. I went to him. I knelt between his legs, with the calmn...ss of a professional whore, undid his pants and lowered them over his hips and then lowered his boxers. My cunt was leaking like an old bucket as my eyes were locked on a big thick black beautiful cock poking out at me. Without even thinking or realizing what I had said, I blurted out, “OH MY GOD!”In a booming voice he taunted me, saying, “I take it. But, I needed to talk with you a little more first." I'm here baby, talk to me." Yes Sir" I'm really trying to figure out where to start, because like I said before, I'm very afraid that you will take it the wrong way, and change what we have. That is the farthest thing away from what I'll be trying to get across, Sir." I have always found, pet, that when you have something weighing on you that hard, It's best to treat it like a bandage. Meaning, that no matter how easy you try to take it off,. . Wendy's cunt flowered open wider and her lubrications increased with the resumption of her mother's sucking mouth teasing her wide-stretched vaginal slit, and warm trickles of saliva ran down from her mouth and pursed lips, and she rotated her wet buttocks onto the woman beneath her harder and faster in a lewd dance of desire. But she still couldn't take Clyde Brook's penis in her mouth! She'd never allow herself to lower herself to this degrading act, as low as she was already by her. Back to the present. Those memories caused Matt’s manhood to erupt. It was freaking Mount St. Helen’s in there. He cleaned up and went to lie down for a bit. The weekend came and Kyle arrived outside in his blue 2006 Mazda 3 Hatchback. Matt and Wyatt helped him unload. Matt though there sure were a lot of boxes and suitcases. But there was nothing he could do now.Matt settled his brother-in-law in and went back upstairs to do some push-ups to burn off some stress.For the most part, Kyle stayed.