I've inherited his vim and vigor which, I must admit, are the traits of an active participant in sexual activities. After his death, mom needed someon... for consolation and I was the only one who cared for her. The idea, that another man would come into her life and replace dad, anguished me a lot; my true feelings for her made me assume like that. It was true that I lusted after my own mother. The lesbian disposition led me to have carnal fantasies about her. But I could not ward off the. The other guy didn't waste any time and was already stroking himself when the guy shot his cum in my cunt, so the minute the other guy pulled out he was right there and ready to go. He didn't bother with his jeans either and just put it in me and slammed in deep to start and kept on like that, fucking in hard, fast and deep, and ready to come after a couple of minutes of doing me. I must have some sort of magic cunt or something, because guys don't last long with me, it's like in and out, but. I trusted him, that was true. I mean of course I did, it would be Insane to agree to something like this with anyone else. But despite the fact that I knew he would never let me be harmed, I still felt small pangs of fear, which I told myself was born of the unknown. After all I did tell him I was up for just about anything. The early summer evening was pleasant and I felt a soft breeze lightly touching the exposed skin of my legs, face and neck. It wasn't the kind of air that would cause a. Weaving his fingertips up her legs he deliberately avoided touching her pussy lips, which made Kaitlin wiggle her bum in the hope of initiating contact. The next time Joel stretched down to her ankles he slid his groin up Kaitlin's back, bringing his face inches from her anus and cunt, and visibly inhaled deeply. Kaitlin always has the sweetest smelling vagina especially when it was flowing. At times I'd go down on her after a work out at the gym just to experience a dirtier aroma. Joel would.