He thought of Misty, her short blonde hair, her pretty eyes, her great hips and tempting ass. 'Damn!' Cole said feeling his cock filling with blood. '...ll I have to do is think of her and I get hard!' He laughed reaching down to shift his growing cock in his tight jeans. 'If I don't get her great little ass tonight, I think I'll die!' Cole said with pain in his voice as he thought of the day long in the future when Misty would be released and if she would want him or if she was just using him to. I used to bury my four fingers in my wet cunt as I was on my knees sucking Victor. I desired more, indeed, more cocks and more cum… a huge cock, a thick and throbbing cock is what I wanted and needed to calm down my horny condition.I started to take walks around the block, so I would not keep masturbating like a nymphomaniac every time. This guy Fred lived up the street, and he was hard at work in his front yard. His only apparel was cut-off jeans and work boots. As I passed him, the first. As her eyes met his he would feel his pulse quicken, "No, do not think of the bitch that way." She was a pure blood and pure bloods were the reason his wife and child were dead, he would never allow himself to feel lust towards such a creature. However her gaze effected him more than he cared to admit, damn his body for it's betrayal. She would approach him slowly and take his chin in her hands turning his jaw side to side as she studied him, "Father...if I take back what I said...about not. She lowered her dripping pussy against his mouth, and he hungrily thrust his tongue inside of her. He tasted his cum as it dripped from the hot hole, and combined with her sweet pussy juices, it tasted rather good. He hungrily lapped at her pussy, playing with her swollen clit. Catherine moved her mouth up and down on her son’s large cock. She savored his tasty young juices as they seeped from the large pulsating head. Joseph’s tongue slid deeply into her tight pink hole, and he wiggled it.