You developed this habit as a teen, with a sopping wet cunt, one capable of drooling all day long, it was the only way to avoid embarrassing incidents...of wetness throughout the day.Your train of thought was interrupted, "ohh!" You yelped quietly. Your hand had finally reached your puffy slit, two fingers spreading the lips as a third circled your pleasure button.You always thought you had a pretty pussy, you are a tiny girl standing just short of 5 feet, and your cunt is inexplicably tight.. They began to fuck.They held onto each other to keep from separating. Andrea's whole body was bobbing up and down as Eric pumped himself inside her. She could feel his thick cock sliding along slick her pussy walls. His cockhead was pounding her cervix. Eric felt his mother's vaginal muscles contracting each time he thrust into her. The pressure was exquisite.Andrea wrapped her legs around Eric's waist and fucked him back. She met each upward thrust with a downward pull. She grabbed her son's. But it’s the Legislature ... blame them.I did. I sued. And I had their under age children followed while they drove ... unlicensed ... all over South ... and filmed when they went in the pub ... staggered out and drove straight past the traffic patrol.I got my license.And didn’t need it. I never drove. Except Saturdays.I was over insured and under-car-ed. Eventually, Albert ... bless his minuscule brain ... found me a car five times as old as I was ... a 1931 M.G. F-Type Magna known as the. I trust her. They will come. Take what was free. Leave it clean, bound, and gagged. 2.When the first comes, I’m not sure he’s actually here. I thought I heard the creak of the door, but Jude left it open. Maybe someone is looking in, leaning on the door frame. Hesitantly studying the room, the bed, the man posed there for his pleasure. It must feel like a trap.In my self-imposed darkness, I’ve hallucinated footsteps before. I’m determined not to believe them until—The door shuts.That little.