She still couldn’t go down any further than before, but she now had no problem swallowing my cum. And in fact had learned to tell when I was getting...close to finishing, and no longer relied on me warning her. She had also learned what I liked in terms of speed, wetness, pressure and rhythm. So she could now get me from completely flaccid to orgasming in under 10 minutes. She had become one of the best blow jobs I’ve had, my mom and Mariola were still better, but Lacy made up for it with her. She climbed on top of him, straddling him as he reached up to cup her pendulous breasts in his palms, brushing over her stiff nipples with his thumbs. Crouched like a leopard over it's prey, her hands on his chest for balance, she slid herself onto him. In one smooth, downward movement she engulfed his cock with her hungry cunt, a very audible moan passing over her lips as he filled and stretched her with his girth. “Oh baby, I love your cock...” she gasped as she began to move, began to ride. Thelast time my Uncle had seen me... which was justbefore I made the Black Pilgrimage (see "BLOODLINES:VENGEANCE IS MINE" by Cassandra Anaconda Morrisonelsewhere on this site - editor?s note) I had beenhis NEPHEW. A trifle sexually ambiguous, perhaps, butDEFINITELY a nephew... now I was returning as hisNEICE, if anything. I began wracking my brain forsome more or less sane explanation for my genderapotheosis but all too soon the door opened andRogers, his butler, hastily attired in bathrobe. Old Ernie interjected his two pennyworth. "After your shameful behaviour to your own mother I am very willing to see you put away. Prison might do you a lot of good or it might make you worse. On my visits to various prisons one thing very noticeable is an excessive politeness to others - unless you are top dog. Top dogs are the roughest, toughest and meanest inmates and all others defer to them. If they don't they are often severely beaten, sometimes permanently damaged. Even killed. With your.