"Undo your skirt andlower your panties please."'Cheryl' was blushing like a traffic light as 'she' obeyed, and Bob lovedthe play of 'her' bright red n...ils against the grey of 'her' suit as'she' reached behind her back and unclipped 'her' skirt and let it slidedown 'her' stocking covered legs. Clearly embarrassed she slowly loweredher pink panties revealing her shame shrunken hairless penis, and Bobfelt a shiver of self disgust as he wondered what it tasted like...."Hands behind you back please. Lowering myself between her legs she guided my mouth to one of her nipples which l began suckling, Julia gave a sigh and softly said “l want you in me” and after a little fumbling, the head of my cock parted her pussy lips then slowly unfolded over my shaft, l pushed my hips downwards the further my cock slid inside her l could feel Julia’s inner muscles gripping my cock the sensation was out of this world there is no way to describe the fantastic feeling that spread over me starting at the end. ”“It’s called sublime green,” he said, closing the hood. “One advantage of being a mechanic and loving old cars for years, is having no car payments.”John noticed Jackie’s 69 Charger parked beside the garage, awaiting restoration. “I’m glad to see you appreciate the old cars now. Of course, as a kid, you didn’t care much about them.”Inside the back entrance, John was greeted by an enormous kitchen. He recognized Jackie’s mom and his eyes widened to the mature beauty before him. Sitting at the. She’s yours to the bone. Larry’s the brother-in-law now.” Dad shook his head. “That had always bothered me. I worried that Larry was under your control like any of our security guys or suppliers.”“Oh crap,” I felt nauseous to think of it, “I brain-fucked my brother to steal his bride?”“If you ever write an autobiography, you’ll have a title.” Dad’s black humor was strongest when he was sad. I hung my head.“If I wrote an autobiography, it’d mostly be fiction,” I told him. “I don’t know most of.