“Your sissy stick is hard as hell, you little bitch.”“I know, Daddy,” giggled the smooth, supple pale-skinned trap.“That’s a good bitch! T...ke your time. I want full penetration,” he offered with raspy grunts.“Ooh, Coach,” Emily cooed softly.Arvel inhaled longingly. The way Emily’s tight rectum gripped his dick and her soft, petite fanny gave way to his firm hands as they massaged it, sent him into overdrive. Small beads of sweat were forming over her rosy body causing her glisten like the angel. She didn’t call upon her good sense to give her the wisdom to turn away from temptation. Instead, she turned her face up and softly kissed my cheek. She then kissed my lips. This wasn’t the kind of kiss an aunt gives to a nephew. It was a kiss a woman gives to a man. The kiss I gave back wasn’t meant for a motherly-substitute aunt. It was the kiss of a man aroused by the allure of enticing female. My kiss deepened as I poured my heart and soul into it. It was becoming a kiss meant as. The long cock that was horny, it halted momentarily before i flexed my body a bit to let another inch get in. Tupai was looking down as if he couldn’t believe that his cock was about to enter into his mother’s pussy. ’Come on, get in’, i moaned lifting my legs further while tupai took his time to thrust his cylindrical weapon inside my waiting pussy. He grinned once the big head of his cock vanished inside my pussy and took a deep breath before pushing his waist hard against me. My legs went. Most were Good Conduct Medals, with a few lesser awards, until Mike's name was called. "Master Sergeant Michael Tinsley." He stepped forward and saluted. The Secretary stepped uo and read a lengthy list of achievements, followed by " in the highest traditions of the Air Force, and the United States, for service above and beyond the call of duty, you are hereby awarded the Meritorious Service Award." The Secretary pinned it to his uniform, handed him the citation, and shook hands with him. Mike.