His eyes then would open and come to rest on the bedside table, and the clock that resided there. ’10:30.’ he would think to himself as his leg wo...ld come to rest on the slightly cool wood floor. Sitting on the edge of the bed Luc would roll his neck and shoulders in an attempt to pop and stretch them out. Standing up he would move from the bed to the adjoined bathroom and clean up before heading up to join his father, or so he thought. Come up the stairs from the converted basement to the. I so wanted to be fucked I opened the drawer and got the dildos and lube out. I was about to put some on my rosebud when an idea hit me. I went to my room, grabbed my cell phone and put in a call to King. When he answered I asked,“Could you come over now?”He hesitated a minute and then answered, “Yeah.”“See you in a few,” I said as I hung up. I was still in Mom’s bra and thong and went down to answer the door when King rang. He did and I did but I hide behind the door until he was inside. Then. Her slit is smaller than Jen's and shaved just as bare. I've got a hard-on that would cut glass.She moves my pillow to the middle of my bed, sits down on it and spreads her legs wide open. Her slit remains closed, Jen's would be wide open and inviting with little flaps on each side that I enjoy sucking. Lori's pussy, though, is nice and plump and pink.She's starts rubbing it and says, "Hurry back Ben, I want your dick right in here," and she points her index finger to her slit and then slides. I was in heat. My overdeveloped bimbo body was reacting to everything, and it all felt good. I wanted more. My clothes felt restrictive. I wanted to be naked. I wanted to be on all fours watching in a mirror while somebody pounded me silly from behind. I was built for fucking. I wanted one long screaming orgasm, and then another. And this was from someone who still had her brains. There was no way…no way…that someone who had their brains dimmed by the bimbo throne would be able to go without.