Mypenname3000 goes from pandering to the masses with a story about college incest to going for the most niche audiences ever by having a futanari run ...or president and make a few nuanced political jokes. My stories Amy’s Fantasy and Panopticon are completely different from one another, and both were born out of me wanting to try new things.Your style isn’t a static force with which to project your voice. Your style is a constantly evolving organism that carries your voice. Each one of these. I took another sip of red wine and lifting the silk rims let it drip down the unshaven pussy mound into the cleft. Elaine lifted her legs to meet my moustache, hair on hair, not bristly just sensuous, the tongue onto lips tasting of wine and women. I probed ever deeper, past the gates into the underworld of long forgotten pleasure, drunk on the mixture of juices, into the seventh heaven of sexual ecstasy.Resurfacing I moved my tongue along the wine stained path to her breasts and then to kiss. ”With that said Mom rolled onto her back, opened her legs, and pulled me up on top of her willing body. As I entered her for the very first time I realized why my father could never get enough of her. Then I wondered why he would let strangers and swingers have her. Her pussy milked my cock with the talented muscles that she had in there and I knew why Dad had loaned her out. Mom was what books and magazines called ‘the fuck of a lifetime’ and she was all mine. She gave herself to me to use and. “Oh lee, I want you to fuck me as hard as you can!” Alison hissed as I watched her thrust her right hand under her body then start to masturbate. “Oh s*s, I’m going to make the most of your tight ass while you’re here,” I groaned grabbing her hips firmly then starting to fuck her cute little hole like a man possessed, listening to her groan repeatedly. Within a minute I was impaling my s*ster’s tight ass on my cock as I listened to her groan and try to push back on me, hoping to take more cock.