Any life is better than no life was his philosophy. Then his mind tossed him what he felt was a saving grace, his only hope, that anyone can get used ...o anything... if they try hard enough. Besides, he now remembered, Jose told me that in a few days I'll only have to do it five or six times a day. Somehow that thought was very comforting and made it all seem more humanly manageable to Jane/Joe. And it was, at least, a light at the end of the long and dark, cock-filled tunnel.Then a silly. You can smell his desire and it fills you with a powerful need of your own. With a low growl, you grip both of their members, his and yours, and stroke."Oh!" He arches his back, his head thrown back in ecstasy.You lean down and press your fangs against his throat. You don't break the skin, but he moans in need and want. In desperation and desire. You begin to stroke faster, his hand tangling in your hair and trying to push you closer to his throat."Bite me," he begs. "Bite me, please."You're so. Shorter. But I didn't. There wasn't much I could do, but I had great legs and a nice ass. My curves would show through. I just knew it. I dug out a pair of five-inch heels, not my usual flats. I knew they would help to give definition to my rump and shape to my calves. I slipped them on, smiling. I sauntered down the stairs, my big breasts bouncing and heaving. I could hear my son and daughter in the kitchen working on breakfast. It was their morning chore. As I reached the bottom of the. It was so wonderful and she was fantastic to watch.She left my cock suddenly and scrambled up the bed.“In me…In me now…” she pleaded.I jumped onto the bed and my cock went straight up her cunt. It felt wonderful to have it slide inside her velvety, hot sheath. It was a frictionless fuck to say the least. My arms were holding me proud of her body as I fucked my cock into her.Debbie screamed. I thought I had hurt her, so I pulled back.“No…fuck no, fuck me harder…I‘m cumming…” she cried out at me..