He put the head to Timmy’s small puckered hole and pushed. His large mushroom head popped right in. Timmy yelled out from the blinding pain. He then...felt Mr. L. stop and a few minutes later the pain was almost gone. Then Mr. L. pushed in again and Timmy felt his cock go deep into his bowels. Mr. L. then started with slow short steady strokes as Timmy’s ass got used to the invasion. Soon Timmy was actually enjoying the feeling of Mr. L’s huge cock as it pushed deeper and stroked faster into his. They both laughed as they went into the house.I came down stairs and turned the air-conditioner on. As it kicked in, Patty called out.“Greg are you home?”“Yes, I just got the air-conditioning working.”She came to me put her arms around my neck and said, “how sweet you are. No woman ever had a better husband. You’re sure worth having around the house.”“But not worth much for making babies,” I thought.Life with Patty-Ann went on. She often had a sad look in her eyes. It was a look that hurt me. The spectatorswere unexpectedly treated to a view of her panty crotch, bulging with plump cunt lips,the thin, white material cutting into the slit between the swollen rolls of intimate girlflesh.Wisps of pussy hair had escaped from the confines of the panty crotch andglinted golden above the tender inner cheeks of her ass.The girl was either unaware of what she was showing a raunchy band of Boy Scoutsor she just did not care. She kept fussing with the handbag, while the Scouts gawkedat the. ” Through half-closed eyes, Sharon looked directly into the camera and we all watched as her pink tongue slid out from between her thick lips and she circled it ever so slowly around until her lips glistened. Fuck me! She was taking to this like a fish takes to water!“You go girl!” Madison cheered her on. I looked up to see Emma’s mouth agape as she stood frozen in place, simply staring at Sharon. Her face was flushed and I saw her swallow as she seemed bewitched by Sharon’s raw sensuality. I.