But this? I have to say, it is the most imaginative story I have ever heard," the elderly man said in response."Ah, but what if I can prove most of wh...t I am saying? Would that set your mind at ease concerning my mental stability?" Jason asked curiously.The response was a grin, and a reply that such proof would indeed set his mind at rest. But he was unsure how Jason might accomplish it, short of demonstrating his abilities in some way. Jason then proceeded to do just that.Jason started to. I was in 8th grade and if anybody doubts, so be it but I remember so vividly that I finished everything so successfully and fucked her better than I could; thanks to my very well developed big cock and ravaging desire to enjoy sex by that time. Then the flood gates opened and I fucked left and right, whenever an opportunity presented itself until about 6 months later when I got my first exposure of enjoying male to male sex and from then on my life got turned upside down. During the remaining. She didn't move; but lay on the floor, where her contortions flung her. I'd had no relief yet, and would probably pop if I touched her hole with my cock. Instead, I retrieved my shirt. I cleaned my body of sweat, and then cleaned my oily hand. I sat on the floor, close to the backpack, and pulled the small woman or child onto my lap. My cock slowly deflated, as I wiped the excess oil from her crotch.She awoke. I held her tightly for a second, then only lightly. She soon found that she could. As she loomed in the doorway, she noticed that Kim had opened her eyes slightly.Kim turned her head towards her mom and smiled at her, before she rolled on her side facing her brother. Marge gently pulled the door closed and walked down the hall to her own bedroom. She removed her clothing, slid into bed next to her husband, and snuggled up to him.Don put his arm around her and said, "Are the kids okay?" They're fine," she said as she put her head on his shoulder.Don kissed Marge on the cheek.