That girl has more energy than my wife and I have put together.My daughter Melody is thirteen years old, also developing nicely, and she is more of a ...ookworm or maybe a couch potato.My wife is beautiful and both of our daughters take after her. All three have long brown hair past their bra straps. My wife just turned forty years old. A mile stone in her life. I am also forty years old. We met in college, fell in love, and married after graduation. Since then we both managed to get our Master. She was helpless. He rose up on his knees between her legs and admired her. He grazed his fingertips lightly over her thighs and up over the curves of her ass. She shivered and squirmed beneath his touch. He slipped his hand to her center and stroked the hot wetness along her opening. He smiled, very pleased with her response. Gripping her hips, he pulled her to her knees, her bottom in the air. He moved closer, his tip pressing lightly against her crease. Rocking slowly against her, he teased. Let him see. Maybe he’ll get some pointers on how to make you cum. That way he’ll know what to do if he ever gets a chance to do you.”“And you say I’m mean.”Brent shrugged.“The guy’s not in love with me." He bent down to give the tiny black woman a quick peck on the lips. “I was just thinking: if you want to give the guy a performance, you could start by showing him what you can do with those, pretty black lips of yours.”Sylvia thought that to be a great suggestion and immediately took up the. . At least his cock was more lubed up this time from all my throat juices, and my ass was fairly stretched out. I almost liked it at one point, but no... that was just the fear I told myself... He picked up pace. Thank God I thought, he's going to cum soon. Jesus, what a weird thought to have. I shook it out of my head as I waited for his cum to fill my ass, again. Except he pulled out, spun me around so I was on my back on the floor, and he straddled my face. Again, here was this 9 inch.