The sight of her body, and the feeling of her wrapped around him, so hot and wet, drove him to thrust inside her with all the strength and speed he co...ld muster. He pounded his cock into her over and over again, their flesh coming together in loud slaps. Her juices flowed over him in a thick sheen of wetness, and continued down her legs. Her body quaked beneath him, and she screamed in pleasure as the throes of orgasm overcame her.The tight squeeze brought him to the edge as well, and he pulled. " I told him yes, that we like to screw. He asked if she ever licked my weiner. Trying to see where this could go, I answered, "No she does not, but my friend Steve does." He looked shocked and said, "really???". I told him, "yes, it is normal for boys to do that. It feels good."After assuring him it was normal, I asked if he ever had anyone "lick you on your weiner". He said no, but he plays with himself. I told him I play with myself all the time, and asked if he wanted to see how I. If you love me, you must become his slut. If he asks, I might rent you outto Neil for a longer period, or even give you to him as a gift of friendship and reverence. If you love me andwant to improve my life and help me in what is really important for me, you'll understand that this will be ofutmost importance and be happy to be used for my stronger connection to Neil."So I look back upon my lifeForever with a sense of shameI've always been the one to blameFor everything I long to doNo matter. ‘You noticed the resemblance didn’t you?’ ‘I did, yes.’ ‘Lots of people do but they are usually a lot older than you.’ Up close Stella’s age was much more apparent and, I guessed, about 55. She studied me. ’45?’ ’43.’ I smiled at her accuracy and explained my dad’s obsession with Bacall. ‘Ah, well, that explains it then. Legacy lust.’ She grinned. ‘I couldn’t believe it when I first saw her. I assumed she made an effort to look like her but she doesn’t, it’s entirely natural. You have a.