. . your mom is fucked. . . this big dick is in my womb. . . it’s so big. . . it’s the biggest cock I’ve ever had. . . ohhhh, my goodness!” sh... was cumming over and over.Scott was stroking his dick.“Baby, your son is jerking off; he’s horny, he loves seeing his mom like this, his mom taken by the big cock!” Another thrust and Carol let out a high pitched squeal.Scott increased the action on his dick.“Baby, what would your husband think if he saw his wife all naked and spread open by a young man. Twelve. Pamela realised she had been counting. Twelve times he had masterfully wielded that belt. She shivered again.The Minister stepped back, as if examining his handiwork. His hands softly stroked Nasear's trembling bottom, in an almost loving caress. Pamela almost wished it was her own bottom being so lovingly caressed. Her own bottom cheeks tingled.He turned and called out to the house. A servant rushed out, running across the lawn. He handed an ointment to The Minister who squeezed the. I didn't know it the time, but that wrong turn would change my entire life.My new convertible was only a month old and this was the first day I was able to drive with the top down. With the wind in my hair and the first tee waiting, I was enjoying my leisurely drive and didn't realize my error in navigation until I was a couple miles down the wrong road.Dang it, I said to myself, get your head out of the clouds and watch what you're doing, Brent. I turned left into the first driveway I came to. My only concern was about the thickness of the ice. I hadn't heard that the Town Council had declared the ice safe to skate on yet.I continued to watch her skate as I pondered some plot concepts for a new novel. She spun and pirouetted with the natural grace of a ballet dancer. Her breath steamed in the frosty air, trailing behind her like a diaphanous scarf made of fog. She continued practicing her figures, arms and legs moving rhythmically. Then she seemed to hesitate for a moment, as if her.