Paul? His eyes gazed into mine and he started to explore my womanly figure from top to bottom. Yes, maam, it is&hellip,if you could, uh, just sign rig...t there, thatd be great. I could tell by the sound of his voice that he was nervous as well as growing rapidly in his pants. Sure enough, when I glanced down at his crotch, I saw a huge bulge. I retrieved the pen from his hand and signed my John Hancock on the line marked with the X. There you are, and thank you so much for bringing my package to. Ernie. Don't worry. I just thought you may have some.....compassion. Seems I was wrong. Goodbye" Aye...fuck of cuckold!" Geordie Ridley slipped out of the same rear door as he had entered. He now fully understood why Dorothy didn't like him or feared he might kill him. A diffent man might very well have done. He wondered where Lesley was, right now, as he headed to pick his grandk**s up from their friends. OooooRob Kevin and Lesley, were onto the third bottle of wine, in the cafe/bar, Rob had. Like her cunt, her sodden asshole made wet, slurping sounds as the smaller prick thrust back and forth inside Tiffany's anus. The fact that her rectum was supplying its own cunt-like lubricant, thanks to Charisma's magic, was also incredibly exciting.Charisma's penises continued to jab at Tiffany's cunt and asshole, pumping inside the dual orifices as if they were pistons inside the two-cylinder internal combustion engine. Each thrust drove Tiffany forward on her elbows and knees, flattening. I want it to explode inside me just like before." Oh, baby, I want that too but I don't know if we have time before your mother comes out," Rick said with hesitation.She jumped down off of her father and gently pushed him onto the bed. "We'll listen for the shower to stop," she told him, yanking her shirt over her head. "We can stop and then pick it up again when she falls asleep." Her bra left her body next and she loved the way her father's mouth seemed to water at the sight of her. "I think.