Summers as the rest of the team starts to gather up their gear and disperse."Jerry honey, can you and Mark help me with the equipment?" Mrs. Summers a...ks, glancing over at the two of you sitting on the bench."Sure thing, Mom," Jerry nods, hopping up eagerly to help her.You join him, gathering up the scattered bats and balls, all the time sneaking glances at Mrs. Summers. She's wearing short white shorts today, showing off her toned and tanned legs to good effect, the white shorts tight enough. You moan and pull your cock out until just the head is between my red lips. I lick the head. You groan as you ram that fat dick back into my velvet throat. I moan as you piston in and out of my mouth I wish I could reach my tits to twist and pinch my nipples. I wish I could use my fingers to plunge in and out of my sopping wet cunt. I wish I could rub my engorged clit. But no, I must be satisfied with making you cum. I will be satisfied with the taste of your cock. I will be satisfied with the. “Kiss me, Daddy! I feel something strange coming on, and if it’s the big ‘O’ Mommy has told me about, I want to be kissing my lover when it happens!”I had no idea how I had been promoted from rapist, torturer, and potential murderer to daddy and lover in her adolescent mind, but she was turning me on, so I kissed the little cunt! Slave already rated as the best fuck of my life. The way she kissed me? Well, you just had to be there. She was learning to kiss better all the time and the passion. . 213 County Rd 2."Uhm, I thought that house was empty." The name read Goddess Julie Roberts. "Strange..."Now my curiosity was out weighing my desire to get home. I grinded the gear shift into gear, and pulled away from the intersection. As I turned onto the county road, my thoughts drifted to, who was living in the old Miller place, and how damn far out here it was. My delivery van cutting new tracks in the fresh snow, my heart pounding with vivid pictures in my head of some beautiful female.