Doreen whimpered as her hot cuntcream oozed onto him, its slippery stickiness dribbling down over the length of his straining cockshaft.With her insan... lust almost overwhelming her, Doreen could hardly wait to impale herself on the man's hard cockmeat. But she fought the feeling, wanting to prolong the sensation of a slow and heavenly penetration for as long as possible. Not lowering herself down any farther, she slowly rotated her pussy so the tip of his prick rubbed lightly between her. "OK Chief, I guess it's time to face the music. Who has the bullhorn?"The news conference was a real fiasco. Too many reporters were wanting to ask too many personal questions from too far away. I made a simple statement through the bullhorn. I told them that I was a very private person, and didn't have anything to say. Also that I didn't want them hanging around. They weren't happy about that. It wasn't my job to make them happy. Finally we turned up the volume on the bullhorn, over modulated. I couldn't take it, I tried to stop thinking about it and in hindsight I should have let it go and at least gathered my senses for a later hookup but I was zero'd in on the available cock just downstairs from me. After laying in bed for what felt like forever, but was probably 20 minutes I bailed trying to sleep. I told my wife I needed to take a walk. Not entirely unusual, I like to walk and it was reasonable that any of us would have trouble sleeping that night, but c'mon..my wife knew what. ”Mom then pushed down on my sister’s shoulders forcing her the rest of the way down onto my hard cock and breaking her hymen.Yvonne cried out, “Oh God that hurts.”Mom said, “It’s all over with now, I promise. In a few minutes it will feel much better. In a few days you will be begging your brother to fuck you on the dining room table with your grandparents eating dinner around your naked body.”Yvonne said, “I highly doubt that.”Mom said, “Believe me, I know a sex toy when I see one. Like they.