Marcelo had his face buried in her pillowy breasts as her plump ass flexed as she rode him. Calypso sat next to her husband on the divan, squeezing Ma...celo's hand as Alison went down on her. Our daughter had gathered a handful of Alison's honey-brown hair, pulling her mother's face into her cunt. I sometimes missed Alison's pink hair. It had been thirty years, I think, since she stopped dying it."Don't forget about me, Grandpa," Liza pouted."Sorry, but don't they all look so happy?"Liza. I could not help but moan and Mark smiled. “Fuck I want him” I thought to myself as I kissed down his smooth, brown skin. My hand now found his full, tight ball sack and caressed and rubbed them. I loved the way they felt, so full and manly, but so delicate also. With my eyes now level with his cock, I stared. My eyes washed over him, taking it all in, wanting to remember my first cock. I couldn’t believe I had another man’s dick in front of me, finally. I had wanted it for so long. I kissed. ”“So it doesn’t matter if the person sitting down at the desk working the computer has two flesh and blood legs or two steel legs or no legs. It doesn’t matter if they have one arm or two or three. It doesn’t matter if their skin is white, red, brown, black, yellow, or purple. It doesn’t matter if they’re homosexual or heterosexual or into total abstinence. Their ability to do the job and do it well is all we care about. If I find anyone applying any sort of glass ceiling they’ll find they’re. Within minutes, I knew I was close. She was biting down on the collar of her shirt so her noises we muffled. She managed to say, “Hurry.” As she said that, I let loose inside her. It was a massive load. It drove her into frenzy too. As I was pulling out, she pushed back on me as hard as she could and said “one more minute.” I forced myself in very hard and that did the trick. She let out a large groan and little giggle as I pulled out of her. I watched as gobs of my cum fell to the floor.