“So close...but let’s finish this differently,” she said, and shuffled down my body.My cock quivered with excitement, as I thought that I was fi...ally going to do what I’d dreamt of, since I first saw her by the side of the road.But she wasn’t finished with the teasing. She squatted down on my hips, pressing my rock-hard cock between her pussy and my lower stomach. Leaning forward a little, she positioned her clit on top of the swollen head of my cock, and then slowly rocked her hips back and. It would be best if he explained what happened first, and then I can finish up.” Then I resumed parade rest. I wondered if Travis had filled out a report for his night’s activities. I know I had, which is one reason I got home late.Travis gave a bare bones recital of the evening’s festivities. He had received warrants for four persons of interest and gone to Deckard to bring them in. He was forced to enter the residence of one Montrose Johnson when the individual inside said he wasn’t there and. Daddy was pumping his cum into my cunny. “Fuck yea!” Daddy roared with one last pump into my little body. He abruptly pulled his cock from my limp and overheated body. I heard wet sounds and weakly lifted my head to look behind me. Daddy was fancy kissing Mommy. Their tongues rubbing against each other, Daddy’s hand under Mommy’s dress to pull her closer. Daddy’s half hard, dripping cock was hanging obscenely between his open zipper. As I stayed bent over the table, feeling Daddy’s cum start to. What was I thinking?’ ‘Actually, my mom wasn’t so enthused. I got a million lectures on how hard it was, how long I’d have to practice, how hard I’d have to work, how zillions of guys want to do that and don’t make it.’ ‘Typical mom stuff.’ ‘Yeah, but you know.’ Baxter shrugged. ‘I got support with the lectures. She’d drive me to practice: ‘Work hard, Chuck. You can do it.’ She’d pick me up: ‘It’s a long shot, but not impossible.’ All kinds of shit like that. She’s a great mom.’ ‘With me it was.