He had a thick mustache on his face, his hair dark, not a hint of gray. “The one of us who cums in the most amount of women in three hours, wins.”...��But you’re a man,” I said. “And I’m ... well, me! Surely you know how much stamina I have.” I may be pushing forty now, but my futa-daughters threw orgies all the time, bringing in as many virgin, nubile girls for us to fuck as we could handle. Though they’d inherited my genes, they hadn’t inherited my unlimited stamina. I could cum and cum and cum.. "It is also vindictive. It did not want me to hold it, and it began our struggle by jangling the nerves in my right hand and arm. When I would not let go, it began to burn my hand, and I will need you to bandage it, McAllister." What was that last thing?" Sable asked them both, in the silent manner."It is a vindictive ... curse, I would say. It learned about me as I was learning about it, and it knows I have no woman near. It paralyzed my right hand, and cursed me with..." the man. With a swift motion, I grabbed her panties and pulled them up and off of her legs. Her pussy was pink and shaven, and it looked truly delicious. I tossed Becca's panties aside, lowered my mouth to her cooch, and began to suck on her moist pink pussy. Becca placed her hands in my hair and moaned as I sampled her delicious pie. I stretched her pussy lips with my fingers and began to suck on her clit. As she moaned, I began to insert each of the fingers on my right hand into her tunnel of. I frowned and I looked down at my hands cause my fingernails were red now, like my toenails. Mr. Cartwright had said that was important too, but I didn't know what difference nail polish made.I was kinda confused."Boys, this is Tammy," Mr. Cartwright said. "She's going to be taking Timmy's place for the week. So you guys be nice and mind your manners, understand me?"Mr. Cartwright must have been giving them one of his hard looks cause the boys all nodded slowly."Tammy isn't your mother or your.