That relationship had been like a storybook until it simply and suddenly stopped completely. The ending was as unexpected to me as the death of Janice...��s husband would have been to her. When I put those two events together in my mind, I couldn’t separate them again. Not having an agenda made me anxious and the whole mess twisted me in a knot. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been anxious about something. At least not to that degree.I’ve gone through life generally confident in just about. . and there was no turning back.Casey suddenly froze; her face seemed uneasy of trying to suppress what was approaching. She tried to push him away with her arms, and her soft body tried squirming away under him; she mumbled "…wait, ..hold.". I knew she was going to come and she tried to hold back! He had a serious, poker face, showed no mercy. His cock pistoned in and out of her as it seemed like a shiny black blur. They were facing away from me but at this angle I could see his huge black. It’s at bursting point again before another fanny fart relives the pressure inside me.“Sam happy” he says to meSam pulls that monster cock of his out and I feel like I am left with a gapping hole, unsure even if my fanny lips will ever shut again. I feel a stream of cum flowing freely from me and stem the flow with my hand as I run to the toilet. I sit looking at my hand; all covered in my grandsons sperm hanging in long strings from my fingers while my fanny empties of it warm creamy. He takes his hand and grabs your breast, pulling you upright and keeping pace as he moves the gun from the back of your head to your temple. When you look down, you can see those fucking veins in his arm and his muscles taut and straining as he fucks up into you. Your legs are jelly and you can barely stand, so you reach one hand back and grab his ass for balance while you continue to work yourself. It’s hard in your hand and you feel his muscles bunch under your grasp with each thrust. He.