I don’t know how long I was in her but I was sure that I hadn’t cum after just a minute either. I knew she had some orgasms but I was not in any c...ndition to count them. Finally I cum, and I cum, and I kept cumming in my daughter until I had no more to give her. As I lay on her stomach her pussy tried very hard to get just one more drop from me.As I pulled my limp cock out of her I noticed that her pussy had in essence acted like a squeegee on my cock and cleaned it off. Then I noticed that her. .. He is moving my knees further apart... He is kissing my ass cheeks, now... Sliding his face into the crack of my ass... Licking my anus again... Oh, Rodney! Don is rimming me! …Now he’s swirling his tongue... Using the tip to penetrate... Oh, God! I’m getting close again.”“No! No! He stopped again... He removed his face... He’s touching my pussy again. Wetting his fingers and thumb in my vagina again... Oh, honey… Now I can feel his thumb pressing into my asshole... Unh! He slipped it in on. I wasn’t happy to share and I was jealous to say the least. But at the same time, I wondered if my mom was fucking any of the guys she went out with. I mean I figured she was, which I liked and didn’t like to think about. By this time, I was a horny guy with hormones galore. I would jack off at least twice each night, imagining her being fucked. But then I started wanting the person fucking her to be me. At the start of the next summer, Wendy went off to work as a camp counselor for 2. Jake now in his mid forties and still no family, living alone in his two bit apartment, three simple blocks from his station, Jake’s a tough guy, shaved head, mean brown eyes, very heavily built, but not fat, for seven years now he had a constant reminder of one particular homicide case, which saw Jake lose half of his right ear, kids would often point in the street, afraid. But this did not bother him; it just made him a whole lot tougher.“…….. Yeah” Jake picked up the phone.This was not a.