. If only I could! The image was soonjoined by tiny fragments of an idea. A crazy idea. I'd need help withthis one: expert help. More evil little...thoughts crystallized out andjoined the first few and within seconds I had an outline plan. Hell itcould work! Where those wedding bells that I could hear?Now where could I find a lying, dishonest lawyer?That's an easy one - almost anywhere!Suddenly tomorrow's meeting no longer filled me with foreboding and Iwas quite able to relax and enjoy. . pretty much a Top ... and I’ve wanted that fine ass of his forever! I still want to butt-fuck him, to be perfectly honest,” Brett cleared his throat awkwardly, “and I want him to suck my cock. He has such a pretty mouth! Such kissable, fuckable lips!”“So, he is a guy, then, in your view?” Amy demanded.“Oh, definitely ... I wouldn’t be attracted to him if he wasn’t. He’s just a twink, that’s all. A natural bum boy, a pussy boi, a pretty boy,” Brett blew Allen a kiss to his shock.“Do you think. He returned with a wet washcloth and dry towels and struggled to regain his composure. His trembling hands shook as he attempted to eliminate the incriminating evidence by gently wiping his semen from Helgas legs and dabbing at her stockings and skirt. Of course he discovered that the more he dabbed with the damp washcloth, the wetter her legs and clothing became. He tried his best to dry the growing mess with a towel and then finally smoothed Helgas skirt down to a more demure position at her. Then she backed her big ass towards me and lowered her big bushy pussy onto my hard stiff cock.She groaned as i slipped into her wet hole and then she sank right down until i was balls deep in grandma pussy."Oh your a good a size" she moaned before she started to bounce on my lap.Bettie lifted and dropped her big fat ass over and over, her pussy slipped up and down my shaft and after just a few minutes she was groaning cursing."Oh fuck, oh fuck" She was bouncing away with the enthusiasm of a.