Time passed slowly after the house keeping was done. Her aide was in the activities room watching TV. She tried reading the novel she had brought with...her but couldnt get into it. Sighing she put it down and went to the kitchen for coffee. She checked her reflection in the mirrored window of the door as she entered. Her silky blond hair was in place under her cap, and no smudges in her mascara. Her blue eyes were sparkling despite the early hour of the morning. She fixed coffee and a toast, and. Just think of the Beverly Hillbillies, if you are old enough to know who they were, and you will catch on. If you can’t appreciate this then exit right now, please.Marty Mae wasn’t the brightest candle on the cake there in the Ozarks holler but she was one of the prettiest. That got her plenty of attention from the horniest boys even though her fundamentalist mother didn’t want that to happen. Maw thought if her daughter didn’t know about certain things she wouldn’t do them.It doesn’t work that. He went back out the front door, got in the car, and drove around to give his daughter time to get that damned boy out of the house. As he drove though, Wilson’s mind stayed fixed on the scene he’d just witnessed: his daughter, glistening with sweat, fucking like a grown woman, matching that boy thrust for thrust, talking like a little tramp. And as he thought, his turgid Johnson began to ache with need. He began to unzip his pants and freed the 11 inch b**st, black and rippled with snake-like. I swallowed as best I could but his cum was running down my face as it was leaking from the corners of my mouth. When he finished he just pushed his cock back down my throat and resumed fucking me.Usually Jason’s cock will sometimes relax after he comes but not always and this was one of those times as he just kept fucking me. For a few minutes the only sound was the wet slurpy sound of his cock sliding in and out of my mouth when. After several more minutes I was really into this now and.