Luckily, I would educate him.“Vanessa kept us apart. She did such mean things to me.” I moved closer, squeezing my titties, kneading them. “That...bitch kept swooping in. She kept fucking you after I made you hard, didn’t she?”“Well ... I...” He swallowed. “Yes, but don’t tell your mother. Please.”“I’m not going to tell Mommy,” I said, stopping before him. “I just want to fuck you, Daddy. I want you to be in me. I want to love you, Daddy. And Vanessa isn’t here. She’s not going to stop me this. It was evident from his letter that Jake didn’t want the place sold off. I had the same feelings, but I couldn’t decide if I wanted to stay year-round, or if I would treat it like a summer cabin.I was sitting on the porch enjoying the sun and thinking about what I should do when I heard a low growl from Shadow. Looking up, I saw something that, if it hadn’t been so out of place, I probably would have been laughing.Percy Wilcox was walking up dressed in the most ridiculous outfit I had ever seen. She'd never forget the look on his face as he dissolved beneath her still bouncing hips. He died and she stole his cock. Only it wasn't his cock. His cock had only been half the size of hers and half as thick too. The thing between her legs was a true monster and would have looked normal on a horse, not a man.Betty felt pressure on her bladder. She sat down on the toilet, jumping off as soon as her penis touched the cold water in the toilet bowl. She crinkled her nose in distaste as she. Guess you can say this is a trilogy. ha ha (first was Giving a Hot White Woman Her First Black Cock" and second was "Motel Rendevous."This past weekend was real interesting, really interesting. Friday I met a damn hot lady something might be, yea, just might be about to happen there. Saturday night I sat in some real good seats at the Braves game as they beat the Giants and made a new friend for sure. Somebody familiar might end up on my football team.Sunday, yea baby! Sunday!!!! I got my boys.