He was cleaning up the dishes when he heard, "Bridgette, bring mea drink!" He stopped and made the drink. He served it, curtsyingbefore and after serv...ng it. He asked if there was anything elseand she said no so he returned to finish the clean up after supper.When he curtsied he noticed a pain in his legs. He knew it was frombeing on the ladder. He was resting in one of the dining room chairs when Sheila cameto him and told him to follow her as she inspected the bathrooms.She looked closely at. "I am!! let me show you im better !!! Fuck me!!!" So rough my cock slipped out and as I was about to get back in him he flipped himself over and got on his back, holding his legs up for me, "Come on, get on me and fuck me.... im better than your gf.." he said, eyes lusting for my cock. I climbed on him, pushing my cock in him as I placed my hands on his inner thighs pushing down on him and holding him still as I started pounding him. "Fuck yeah... fuck yeah..." I said. Looking up at me, his. Poor boy.Melody closed her son's door quietly and adjusted her skirt complacently. Not even I could get something like that inside me," she thought. She remembered Mr. Buckingham in 8th grade. Her black piano teacher had made a pass at her when she was 14. She remembered the first time he showed her his giant 11 inch black cock. How huge it seemed then... but now... Melody did not even try to get that monster in her that night but ran away in fear. If she had seen THAT when she was 14 she. ..” I hesitated. I didn’t want to hurt her. “You know I love you as a friend, right?”“That’s why we’ll date and you can fall in love with me,” she said. “That’s how it works, right. Love at first sight is rare.”“Yeah,” I said. “And if I already love someone else?”“Is it Pita?” Wendy asked, her lower lip quivering.“It’s ... No, just asking.” I cupped her face, her hand still pumping up and down my girl-dick. “Is that all right or not?”“I can share you,” she whispered. “I can. I saw you with the.