Should I stop now? I'm so hard, feel me. Yes, right inside mypants, oh yes. You like? Stroke up and down. Yes...I bet you want ataste, don't you? Open...up - suck my finger. Pretend. While I stroke yourass, in and out, pretend it's my cock. No teeth, suck and lick. Mmm...areyou ready for the next step, Veronica?Veronica to Lyon:My eyes are closed as I work my plump lips over your finger imaginingit's something else, something even more wrong. I tell myself 'just thisonce, it's OK to give in to my. He was possibly in his late fifties. But who could tell with his long messy ginger beard that had small pieces of past meals still stuck to it. He smiles at me then turned to stare at where my cock kept disappearing into Lisa.Then the smell hit me like a sledgehammer. The tramp smelt as if he’d just walked out of a cesspit. He knelt close to Lisa’s arse and took a closer look at my cock sliding in and out. Getting up he took his cock out and started wanking, it was slightly longer than mine but. I slowly tried to enter my dick in her asshole, she started moaning loudly. I gave a hard push, my dick didn’t went in but a loud scream came from khushi’mom’s throat. In the very next moment, I heard something from her mother, “I am ready”.Khushi: what? Mom? No! You don’t need to do this.Her mom: keep quite! You bitch! This is all happening because of you.Khushi started crying and my face lit with joy. Khushi got off from the bed, she was smelling of my cum. Her face was all a mess, her pussy. ****“How the hell did he find out about that!” said Rodney, holding the letter in his hand and looking straight into his wife’s eyes.“Well sure as hell not from me!” said Claire. “Why are you looking at me like that!” He sagged into a seat at the dinette.“Well, he found out somehow,” he said. He looked over at her. She was leaning against the door jamb leading into the kitchen.“The only other person who knew is Rebecca. But I swore her secrecy the day we bought it. I just can’t believe she.