Uuuuuh!!” I feel you relax and you freeze your motion for a quick second as a hot wave of sticky squirt comes spurting out your pussy soaking my han...s.Yes! I love your cum and want to drink it all. I want every last drop. As the first wave of squirt spews from your cunt you rub your clit with total reckless abandon, feverishly fast, encouraging your pussy to give way to more squirt. I remove my fingers from your pussy, and that motion is immediately followed by a huge thick squirt which spews. No worries, babe.She made another innuendo about her and me, but I made some comment on how being married has really put a damper on my dating life. She laughed and said goodbye after another too-long hug.Try not to eat your sorrows, babe. If you dropped thirty to forty pounds, things might improve for you.I brushed my teeth and waited impatiently for my girls. I tried watching some historical videos on YouTube, but nothing seemed to hold my attention. I kept hearing the girls giggling. His, all his! The drawer was opened and Carlotta came back with the rod. It was the lightest, slimmest rod in Quentin’s whole collection, four foot of hard and whippy whalebone, kitting needle thin. Designed to sting but not to over damage, designed to be put to use for a long time.Still nude, hairy and a little too paunchy, Quentin got off the bed and seated himself in an armchair. On her knees again Carlotta handed him the rod.“Let’s have your backside up,” said her Master.A quivering of the. Derrick could sometimes see, out of the corner of his eye, his dad slowly start to fall asleep. His chest would gradually fall up and down to the rhythm of every long, deep breath. He was a beautiful man, with strong arms that sometimes Derrick wished he could just fall asleep wrapped up tight between them. Derrick was almost 16, and had already become strongly aware of his sexuality. He was a homosexual. He was very close to his dad, but not close enough to reveal such an astonishing and.