‘But I always carry my own toothbrush, and the hairbrushes in this dimension are just too hard on angel hair. They hurt like hell!’ I could believ... that as I stroked the mane of silk that cascaded to his shoulders. That hair alone had the invitation of all my body parts to come and visit any time—any time honey! The reunion took place in my womb sometime in the wee hours of the morning, and ‘she’ came to ‘be.’ I was soon to learn why they’re called the ‘wee’ hours—when my hormones started the. I did exactly what I was told and the feeling of me laying on top of her naked body was fantastic.We were still wet from the pool and it added to the pleasure.I could feel her vagina lips tightly gripping the base of my cock and the warmth and lovely feeling of her insides all along the length of my cock. I was in heaven. We lay together for a minute or two like that, then she kissed me lightly.“Now you can start to fuck me.” She spoke to me now in a quite different tone of voice. It was soft. Silver Quail reached behind herself and placed a hand on his thrusting hip. It was hard and moist under her hand. She squeezed it firmly and helped pull his groin firmly into her ass. She was ready, she could feel it. Her pussy was spasming around his cock. Her loins were burning with a liquid heat. She suddenly relaxed and let the orgasm wash over her body. “Oh yes,” she whimpered, stiffening beneath his trusts. His thrusts began matching his panting breath. He wanted to come with. He ended up losing this job too and he became abusive again. Mom was having a hard time getting around by then and she spent a lot of time in the hospital. Phil didn't hit her, but he hit me a lot. At other times, especially when he was drunk, he'd try to feel me up any time he could. He'd rub my butt if I walked too close to him and if he'd catch me sitting down, he'd sneak up behind me and grab my breasts."Sam paused again and I kept quiet, letting her go at her own pace. "After mom died, it.