I wanted to give this..uhh..to her…uhhh…my new neighbor.. as a welcome to the neighborhood gift.’ I was checking out the distance to my porch, o...e jump and I would be on my own lawn, two jumps and.. He grinned at me. ‘Oh, for Marilee? Hey, thanks! Yea, we will enjoy this, that’s really nice. I’m Sam.’ He reached out and took the bottle of wine, then stuck out his hand. ‘I’m Dan, I live right here.’ I answered lamely, taking his hand. Fucking paw was the size of a catcher’s mitt, he damn near. Initially, she would come home in the early morning on Sunday but that quickly changed to late Sunday afternoon allowing them to continue their sex marathon throughout Sunday. She would be riding herself silly on his big cock and forcing her body to have as many as possible multiple orgasms. He liked to make her squirt a lot fucking her relentlessly and brutally with three of his big fingers digging away in her distended and swollen pussy meat.The number of hours per visit rose dramatically. As Istart to bliss out again she kneels down beside my head and startswhispering into my ear."You are a sissy. You are a cocksucking sissy. You are a cocksuckingsissy fag who lives to please me. You are a cocking sissy fag who lovesher sissy tits. Your sissy tits please me. You love your sissy titsbecause men love fucking your sissy tits. You please me when men fuckyour huge sissy tits. You love being a sissy fuck toy with your bigtits. You love your big sissy tits. You love having. Anyway, I still live with my mother, my dad died when Iwas sixteen. For some reason I haven’t been able to finda good job all my life so it helps me a lot to splitcosts with mom. But it sure cramps the old sex lifeliving with her.I tend to go out bar hoping just to get away from mymom’s prying. It allows me to mix with people my own ageand make some kind of social life for myself.When I walked into the Driftwood Bar I had no idea whatwould happen. I just sat down at the bar and.