I tell you to put another finger in me...and fuck my hole. You slip in 2 more fingers and I moan loudly. you then turn me over and have me suck your...hard cock..all 8.5 inches of it. Holding my head you push and pull me to swallow all of you. Damn...you are surprised that I can take all of you and enjoy it. Your mother can't take it all. I'm fingering my pussy again and rubbing my very erect nipples. You then take me and lay me across the bed and spread my legs wide and begin to lick my. She flinched back, but I grabbed and tore away her nightgown. For the first time, I saw my wife naked. Her tears and her fear aroused me, and I bent her over the sink and took her from behind. With one hand, I pulled on her braided hair and forced her to look into the mirror. My eyes held hers while I pounded my rage into her.A few weeks later, Naomi informed me of her pregnancy. Out of respect for her condition, I kept my distance. She bore me a son, and I named him after me. Naomi’s labor had. I had just graduated from college and was eager to start. I had a wonderful childhood with loving parents; however, I had a few friends that did not. They were shuffled from foster home to foster home and it grieved me to see it. I vowed to care for lost kids when I was in junior high school and now I can do something about the system that looses so many kids. My first day on the job the lead social worker gave me a case. A 17 year old girl lost both parents in a tragic head-on car. Her skin glowed under the red lights and the valley of her breasts was dark and secret. I nodded, my eyes never leaving the slopes of her lovely breasts.There was some sort of magnetic forces between us. I could smell her perfume. Almost sense the warmth of her body. I could imagine the scent wafting up from between her breasts like a deep fragrant blossom. My view down her blouse front was of luscious soft melons and a hint of very feminine brassiere holding them up for my pleasure. It made.