A mother is making a cake for her three sons when she accidentally drops some airgun pellets from the shelf into the batter. She decides that it won�...t matter and continues to make the cake. Later that day, her sons eat the cake and don’t even notice the BBs. The next day, when the mother is reading a magazine on the couch, one of her sons runs in saying, “Mom, mom, I pissed out a bb!” She says “That’s okay, son. I accidentally dropped some bee bees into the cake batter. You’ll be fine.” Five. I rode the glass elevator down to the lobby, casually walking into the lounge and waiting. There was a live band playing soft jazz, almost soul up on the stage. The lounge was dimly lit, but I chose a booth towards the rear of the room, so we could have some privacy together. Afraid she may not recognize me, I kept my eyes peeled. Almost an hour to the minute, Mary walked into the lounge and up to the bar. She looked around, puzzled look on her face until we made eye contact. I got up. She was a little heavier than most, but she had all the right curves. From the moment I saw her wide hips, and her juicy ass bulging in a pair of skinny jeans I wanted to bury my face in it and fuck it at the same time. She was definitely cute, but something about the nerdy way she dressed and her initial shyness made me think she must be a recluse that preferred the company of books than of men.I've been with a 5 or 6 different women myself and I've been told that I was well endowed. I even. Frank jerked his hips upwards, pushing his cock even deeper into the kids mouth. He was going to fuck this bitch with all his might, making sure he fucked his very name into her memory. Christina expected the aggressive behavior from Frank, and she was an excellent cock sucker, always has been since her step-father introduced her to it. Frank grunted with every thrust into the girls throat, the feeling of her gagging surrounding his cock made him shake in pleasure. He knew with this little.