The young man winked at his father before turning his back and dropping his voice so that he couldn’t be overheard. Ed didn’t need to ask with who... Little John was talking. There was only one person he ever called, and she was Susan Grundy.Greeting the rest of the family, Ed took his place at the table. As he reached for the menu, Betsy announced, “Little John has a girl friend.”Nodding his head, Ed said, “I know. I was there when he met her.”In most families, a little sister making a comment. Just as I thought, it was huge. I saw it at about eight inches long, and it was thick as well. I thought I was about to go blind for a minute there. I took it in my right hand, and stroked it very slowly. I looked at him, and he looked right back at me. We were both breathing steadily, and I think he wanted to shoot again.“You have a very big cock, Travis. Have you had a lot women suck on it before?” I wondered.“Just one, mom,” Travis replied as his cheeks turned red.“Make it two now,” I said. Licking quietly along the edge of your panties .... over the edge, which can not completely cover the fine little strip of hair you have over your pussy. Can see your beautiful pussy is easily open and wet and ready ... open your little panties, and pours a little cold wine out of your pussy and start to lick your tight smooth labia ... you are now open to me and keep your legs high ... you groan. Licks Now the crack, tasting your wet pussy, wine, sea and woman. The tongue is now down around. Moira was about to further question him about the new whores and strippers at the Waterfront when Got Gal burst into the room."What the..." Paul said as he looked at the heroine he had last seen at Wade Mansion House of Super Sluts, legs wrapped around a pony as it buried his cock in her."Paul, isn't it? Have you seen Tanya O'Donnell?" Got Gal asked."Got Gal, I'm Moira Jones," the black woman in the room said as she extended her hand to her as if they had never met before."Oh yes, the TV.