‘We will see about that in good time’, she whispered in his ear, before getting up and calling for Sam to help his son to his feet. John lay in be... that night and went over everything that had happened so as to be sure not to forget any part of it. He tried to have a wank but he was so drunk that his cock didn’t work and he fell asleep still thinking about May. The next few days passed without any sign of May and he began to wonder if indeed he had read far too much into some innocent friendly. Maureen made it a constant habit to go to every party she could. There was always lot’s of guys willing to give Maureen her dose of cum for the week. It was after one of those Saturday night parties that Maureen was walking home. She had swallowed three loads of cum and was very happy. She was pretty d***k and had forgotten that her grandfather was staying over at her house this weekend. Maureen let her self in the back door and snuck up stairs, being careful not to wake her parents up. She. Maybe on her feet she could distract him, wrap him up with her body, get his brain pointed between her legs. Delusional thinking at this stage in the game, to be sure, but she had nothing else. Snake feinted right, then dove left hoping to spring to her feet. Instead the room cartwheeled as she found herself flipped flat on her back, yelping like a whipped pup as David wound her long braid around his fist.Punches and kicks bounced impotently off tempered male muscle. Coherent resistance drained. Headbobbing and moaning. My hand wanders around her tits and barely reach her bushy pussy. I slide a fingers right at her clit hood and further down ad I feel how wet she is. She moans…….. Ok, I am doing the right thing. I continue to do this, bringing her cunt juices from her labia to her clit and teasing her. She moans more and more. The more she moans the deeper and harder she sucks. I guide her head down with my other hand and enjoy every moment of it. Let´s see how far I can go with this..