All ofthe cock in the world could not satiate his hunger. He began to thinkof Juan and how deep down he wanted Juan's juicy cock to play with andsuck....He didn't give a fuck about Emily anymore he just wanted sweet,sweet cock. As the fake dick popped from his moth he got on his handsand knees in the middle of the bed. Rubbing his belly he began toinsert the cock into his tight ass. It stung and Kris moaned in pain asit descended deeper into his anus."Oh Juan.... make me yours baby.... give me it. "Actually, that outfit would do just fine I think." Pausing, she teased her daughter, "At least Peter seemed to think it looked more than OK on you." Mother! Do you want me to do this or not?" Sorry! No more jokes. I promise. See you in fifteen minutes?"Meagan sighed, "OK." So, Mom, how do you want me to stand?" Face me, now turn about 10 degrees to one side or the other. Great! Now put your hands on your hat like you're either putting it on or taking it off. That's it. Now are you ready for. My shape changes depending on what I'm wearing butright then it was 36 23 34.I stood up and stepped over to my kitchen, two steps tiny apartmentremember."How do you want it" Neat"I poured him a couple of fingers in an oversize tumbler. Turning I couldsee he was sitting back on the futon watching me intently, a really goodsign. For the first time since he walked into my place I was relaxing alittle, not getting more freaked out, shit I was even starting to getturned on but with the boys tucked. If the Sultana snapped her fingers, he would be executed in half the time and with twice the brutality. He was playing a dangerous game though. He knew that great rewards come to only to those who are willing to undertake great risks. So he plodded on, ever alert and ever cautious. His keen sense of navigation kept him from losing his way within the labyrinth. His bold meanderings would have made him the envy of Theseus. Then he heard a sound. It was rhythmic sound. There were frantic moans.