In those days, my grandmother lived here with Uncle Sam, and Mother liked to spend as much time as she could with Grandma at Christmas and in the summ...r."My uncle took care of Grandma since I was old enough to know what that meant. I always wondered how he could be content to work on a farm in the middle of nowhere and take care of a dear old, woman with osteoarthritis, every day of his life. He was part playmate, part confidant, and part wise old sage to me. I inhaled every word he had to say. . your eyes . . . I get lost every time I look into your soft brown eyes. Your gaze is hypnotic, and I could never have another. I love you, Sweetheart, I love you.’ Ten minutes of pillow talk and I could feel her building to climax. I whispered, ‘I want to hear you cum loud enough for your cousin to hear. I want her to lay there in her bed and know that my dick is where she wants her tongue.’ I had no idea what Peg’s reaction would be, but the results were startling. She rammed her pelvis. Jonathan nicked his femoral artery, in fact. That was another source of so much of the blood splatter all over our skin, to put it mildly. The trouble was that he was the manager and probably had to rush to the hospital, too. So be it. He shouldn’t have attacked us, should he? We brought back his head, too, with us,” Sabrina recounted the horrors of their first foray out of town since their transformation and Hebron’s relative isolation.“Here it is,” Jenna proudly handed me the gory. “I think you have torn your foreskin a little. It’s nothing to worry about, but I’m going to put some antiseptic cream on it to be safe,” she said in a reassuring tone and with a gentle smile on her face. “I’d let him suffer,” Susan added. At the same time she reached forward and took a tight grip on my penis, which she then pulled down firmly on. And yet I now noticed the start of a smile on her face as she ran her index finger over the purple head of my protuberance. Susan continued to make.