You should have seen the way he was acting before hesaw me, he's more than a sissy, he looks a like a flaming little fairywhen he's at work. I can't b...lieve you let him go out dressed like that?He's wearing fucking panties, Jane. Girls panties, you can see them thoughhis fucking pants, which are obviously girls pants, too." Look, Phil, we've tried to stop this shit, but then after a while, hestarts it up again even worse than before," Floyd said, trying to sound asif he really cared. "I just. It's so tight and at first my erection won't go in, but after a few shallow thrusts your back door relaxes enough to take my length. With a grunt, you cum again as I drive myself up your poopchute. I'm almost there, so I reluctantly leave your arse and plunge back into your pulsing cunt. A few more thrusts and I feel the lid coming off the pressure cooker in my nuts. "Oh god, baby, I'm about to cum!" I grunt out as the point of no return approaches. "Can I cum in you?" Fuck me harder, daddy". The slapping of his balls was loud and I could hear them both panting, steam circling them as they fucked really hard, the wetness of her pussy squishing in the cold, he pushed his body down on hers pinning her to the bonnet fucking her deep and hard, she offered no resistance and I could tell from the distance I was at she was loving what was happening to her.The thrusting came fast and hard and he held onto her hips, he paused, pulled out , then spat into his hand, I watched as he pushed a. "Yeah, thanks. Hey, if I'd had this all summer, I could have delivered your ice cream in much larger quantities."That's right. Remind him how you blundered into his daughter's pants in the first place!"That about does it," Marty said, after we'd stowed the last of Annette's luggage in the truck. "Come on in and I'll get us some coffee."I wondered where the hell Annette was.I wondered what Charles Boyer would do, in this situation. Or that other guy -- Paul Whatshisface -- the one with the two.