“Well, don’t stop!” she ordered. Paul began rhythmically lapping her clit once again, but kept his eyes locked on hers, attentively awaiting his...next instruction.“You know what works real good? If you trace the alphabet on it with your tongue,” she told him with ragged breath. “Do that!”Paul instantly obeyed, tracing the capital letter “A” over her erect nub, then “B” and so on. Marcy’s head dropped back on to the mattress like a rock. Her wanton song grew louder than ever. Her hips began to. But they were too engrossed in what they were doing to hear her or notice that the door had opened slightly, as the crest surged in Jimmy's loins. "Cum, Jimmy! Spunk on Mommy!" Diana wailed. He drove his cock through his fist, the cockknob flaring out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike. His balls went off in Diana's palm and his cock rippled as the thick slime sped up through the hollow core. Then great creamy clouds of cum were bursting from Jimmy's throbbing cockhead and. . a helluva weekend. One that changed me from a jaded, disgruntled bachelor and small businessman to the future dictator of the world and keeper of a very large and growing court and harem full of friends and lovers. One that already erased several threats to humanity in mere seconds, too, and removed several troublesome regimes from the picture, for that matter,” I chuckled as I prepared to grab breakfast for my whole crew at a classic diner that really could use my touch.“Welcome to Corny’s. You can compare him with any heroes of cinema world and I am sure he will give them perfect fight for looks and body. And his tool is strong even to give me ultimate pleasure, with 7″ size.As usual tonight, he comes, “hi, good evening, so what’s tonight for dinner?” I, “as usual dinner.” He, “ok.” We sit, have dinner and went to sleep. Before we slept, he says, “tomorrow I have an important meeting, so will be leaving early morning. Good Night.” He wakes up at 6:00, gets ready in nice black.