Your ears prick up at the sound – it’s your favourite toy! Again I stand very close to you and bring the pink toy to your pussy. You love the two ...ronged attack, and even though I am not expert with it, and you are more used to using it on yourself, I’m a quick learner, and it is not long before you feel yet another orgasm welling up inside you. With one hand on the rabbit, my other hand reaches behind you for the dildo, and I turn it round in your arse, not pushing it any further inside. Your. So unlike his own which he always considered to be salty and acidic. She awoke and found him gazing into her eyes. She smiled then promptly rolled over away from him. “Oh, don’t tell me it’s time for me to go. I’m sure Papa can cope on his own this morning.” “Hush, It’s almost dawn.” “Hummm….Then kiss me.” She turned back; they kissed gently and soon made love again. That morning though and for the last few weeks, something had been different, for both of them now increasingly felt a secret. Then I decided to pull my dick and stuck it between her legs. Jamming it back and forth as I hit her pussy. I dry humped the shit out of her as her panty was the only thing stopping me from penetrating her deeply. Not knowing I would have this chance again, I took her panty of and started by licking her wet pussy as focused my tongue on her clit. She began to whimper and started screaming my uncle's name. I worked my way up and down and even licked her tight little ass. Soon enough she was. I'm sure thinking about all of those stories at once is what caused my mind to wander down some new, at least for me, paths.What would have happened, I wondered, if I had made different choices at various times during my life? If I hadn't climbed that tree when I was 9, falling and shattering my arm, what would have been different? If I'd buckled down and applied for scholarships in high school I would probably never have met my first wife — what would the rest of my life have been like then?.