But he had to let me up because I was gagging. He shot the rest all over my face, while Jeff filled my pussy with his cum. When he pulled out, I felt ...is cum running down my thighs, and Eddies cum was running down my face dripping on my tits. As soon as I could stand up, I went into the bathroom to clean up. When I came out, Jeff was gone, and Eddie took me in his arms and asked me if I enjoyed myself and kissed me and told me he loved me. I told him it was the best sex I've ever had. He told. ..TO REFLECT WHAT I PERSONNALLY THOUGHT COULD BOOST THE EROTIC-NESS OF THE STORY. THEREBY I ACT AS AN EDITOR AND HOPE KARENKAY WILL ENJOY A FANFIC BASED ON HER WORK.CHEERS********************************************************************************Breakfast on Sunday Ch. 01byKarenkay©ED: JONMCMANACT 1: The Sunday BreakfastLenny smiled to himself thinking that it was hard to believe that the woman he married straight out of college was turning forty years old this month. Lenny laughed as he. Turning her head to the side, she smiled as she saw the man she'd bumped into. As a vague voice reminded her about the danger of strangers, the girl giggled, her inhibitions pushed aside by whatever she'd drank. Letting out a soft moan, the fourteen-year-old felt the tall man's hardness against her ass, the sensation sending a deep tingly feeling through her young body and in response she rubbed her shoulders against his bare, muscular chest.Looking up, Becky giggled again. He wasn't just. Once you’ve mastered the skills needed to make them you can look at making the bigger ones after I leave, OK?” Both smile while they nod yes. They’d been worried about having enough work due to their three younger brothers being apprentice carpenters. But this new line of work will give them plenty of extra work now, and well into the future as well. I add, “I also want two or three carpenters to move to Grassy Meadows to set up shop there.” That evening the two young men go home. The next day.