"John? What did you hit him with?" Asked Mr. Tucci.I was confused. "I had just used my hand." "Sorry. I didn't mean to confuse you. You have some punc... their John." Said Mr. Tucci."Thanks, my dad taught me." I said with pride."Oh, no wonder!" Smiled Mr. Tucci. "George, next time you want to test yourself, do it outside of school. Oh, and I suggest you choose a different one to test yourself with."Mr. Tucci and George left the office. "Mr. Blaugh, I am sorry to have dragged you in here today. I. The first week of our honeymoon would be in Santa María del Arroyo, a small village about eighty or so miles North West of Madrid. Jen’s grandmother lived there. She had been born there and left when she married Jen’s grandfather. After he died, she returned to Santa María del Arroyo. Jen hadn’t seen her in years. Our second week would be spent in Santa Angela, Italy. Jen said that there was no way that we were going to Europe again and not spend time in Santa Angela. She wanted to see all of. ”As she takes her postion over the smallest butt style plug it enters her ass easily . The base girth did snap shut around her tight hole thus blocking a reverse flow. Minutes later the light colored thick viscous fluid slowly begins to flow inside her quivering asshole. Her pussy juice slickness drops out of her. More and more fluid until the ending ounces push into her . A quart of very soapy mix. She’s gasping from its pressure . Her first orgasm and cramp hit at the exact same time. She. CLANGThere was an indescribable noise, moments later the floor shook.“What was that? I don’t think it was an earthquake.”“No idea, let me find Nallen.” A frantic scan. Whew, he’d just returned from Londrail.“It’s...” the floor bucked again. “Nallen ... he says it’s a pair of dragons fighting.”“Dragons?”“I haven’t seen them but Nallen told me...” this time the shaking wasn’t as bad. “He told me we’re in the middle of their mating season.”I knew Daddy had just started with the teacher, just.