” This infuriated his wife and daughter. The daughter asks, “Mom, how many different kinds of willies are there?” The mother smiles and says, �...Well, dear, a man goes through three phases also. In his 20s, his willy is like an oak tree, mighty and hard. In his 30s and 40s, it’s like a birch, flexible but reliable. After his 50s, it’s like a Christmas tree.” “A Christmas tree?” the daughter asks. “Yes, dead from the root up and the balls are just for decoration.”A little girl and boy are fighting. Just the feeling of his cock deep inside me and feeling his fat belly rubbing on my cock as he fucked me was enough. It just kept shooting more. I had never cum this much ever in my life. It was amazing and feeling my asshole try and spasm but failing because of the warm, fat pole inside me just made me cum more. "Now it's time to seal your fate as the fucking queer slut you are. I'm gonna shoot my seed deep into your ass and you will never be able to pretend you're straight again." He said and. " Deb. Please, relax." Jack picked up smoothly, not allowing the silence to grow. "I believe I understand. When we finish what will be an enjoyable meal, one in which you will seduce me with your artlessness and charm, why, I will be completely entranced, and you may take me home and have your way with me."Deb couldn't help it. She actually giggled, then her gratitude spilled out. "Jack, every word you've said is the simple truth," and she felt her cheeks warm as she smiled. He really is making. . encouraged to take care of the matter. I paid her in advance to do it. In case you crashed, I didn’t want you to die rid of only one cherry. I didn’t want your only experience with women to be pegging, either. Or oral, for that matter.“Think about it. How likely was it that a flight attendant these days would so casually initiate a young male virgin into the Mile High Club? I owed it to you ... and to your father’s memory, you see. If she does get fired, I told her that she can always come.