..”Brad’s surprise - she rarely was that expressive of her desires, and rarely even used the word “fuck” - was quickly replaced by excitement....He clambered over her, making her feel so small as always. He grabbed her legs and pushed them up, folding her almost in half. Usually she preferred having her legs down, but she knew that Brad liked this position better. Almost desperate in her excitement, she grabbed her ankles, wrapping her small fingers around Brad’s larger. He just needed a whole to stick his cock inside. I must say he fucked good, so good that even if he forced someone they would end up liking it. He was a tall 6ft 6 hunky man. He had brown hair and a beard. He was a distant uncle of mine, He was married, had two kids, one daughter and a son. Now he was decent man until he had an accident which changed everything. After that accident he was horny everytime. He fucked his wife so much that she ended up leaving him(This is what he told me).These. ..''''yes get down and make me a cafe''''....Mike i cant''i was throw off the bed on all 4 and he slap my ass''Isabelle you are a bad bad white mom wore you go down and make me a cofee or i **** you''''hey dude my mom not a ahhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhh heyyyyyy Mikeeeee''Mike whipped me hard with is belt''ok ok ok ''''stop''running on all 4 in mommy sexy dress upstairs''nice Isabelle go on , make me a cofee and get on your pillow''every curtains open in the middle of the living room I worshipped his bbc. "And then, who knows..." You'll do no such thing, Kyle Winston. You don't need to be checking out anything like that." Emma snapped back."Why, Emma, honey, you almost sound a bit jealous. Jill let me see those again, maybe if I look closely at them, maybe they wrote their names in them." Kyle was obviously enjoying getting Emma worked up again. "Oh yeah, it's coming back to me now. Those there..." he pointed to the panty in Jill's right hand."Nevermind." Emma grabbed them before he could reach.