He deserves them, and he deserves more than a kiss on his cheek for this beautiful body he’s given you. If you’re brave enough, you could back up ...o Jerry and let him put his cock in your pussy from behind.”“Sherry, you have no idea how much I’d love to do that. It’s like I’m craving his attention - and my pussy feels like it’s ready for your brother’s cock. I have never even used that word before in my life, and I have never called my pussy - a pussy either.“Jerry, would you be really careful,. " The Power of TearsBy Norman O. Johnson and shalimarWhen I wrote "The Evil Witch" I had in mind that "I" would have become pregnant in April of 2001. That would mean that I would give birth in January. The due date was the fifteenth and the actual date of birth of our child would occur on the eleventh. On the night of the tenth I emailed my "husband," Norman Johnson the following: Good morning Norm. It is 5 AM on 011102. Don't moan, roll over and go back to sleep. I'm having contractions.. “Laugh it up, Mike! You won’t be laughing when you’re standing there naked!”“Uh-huh,” I said.Despite her confidence, I easily won the game on my third turn with three solids still on the table. She’d had bad luck because each of those three had been against the rail, midway between the pockets. When I called and sank the eight ball, she frowned and reached down to remove a sock.“Socks count as one,” I grinned.“What?!” she protested.“They go on in pairs so they come off in pairs!”I realized that. It was her naked body that I watched from the darkness of my bedroom, those lovely curves, that shiny wet pussy. It was her vibrator that I sometimes sucked on when I was feeling kinky.Yet through all this, Mom was just a surrogate, a sexy representative of the female of the species. She could just as well have been a plastic mannequin in a storefront window, a picture of a bra model in an advertisement in the Sunday papers, a girl walking into my classroom after I was seated, an ugly old nun.