" First of all, I'll decide what's fair. Which one of us is working and getting paid and which one of us needs to hold onto as much of his money as he...can? Besides, I'm really beginning to enjoy our time together. I miss riding with someone."It was beginning to get hot, so I took off my jacket before reaching the truck. I think I almost gave Billy a heart attack; he was staring at my chest and arms and almost walked into the side of the truck that was parked next to mine. I laughed to. There it was, the magnificent manhood my dad had, my eyes were glued to it, it had to be 8 inchs soft with a big bulbous head that was goody with pre-cum the sweet nector I've been wanting all my life, I reached for to feel t in my hand, grasping it like a new toy, I lifted it up as one price ads I heard a moan rise from my sleeping dad I looked over and saw him relax , as I sore him relaxed I moved on further, grasping his big dick once again and sliding his dick up and down, feeling it slide. Four letters were seared into the soft white canvas of her breast:U S E DI’ve found it’s a highly effective word. It plays havoc with a couple’s mind. After a few weeks, it’s healed to just a hard, dark scar. Overtime the colour fades but it remains unavoidable and legible for life.I stood back and admired the USED on each D-cup tit and a third USED on the centre of her pubic mound, where it had singed through her tiny tuft of hair. It was true too. I had used her cunt.I’d spared her clit. Call. "Come on in and relax, babe. You've had a rough day." She stood on her toes and kissed him, pressing her hands against his pants and rubbing gently. He started getting hard immediately. She felt a little guilty about how long it'd been since they'd had sex. Of course, it was going to be even longer now. Mark moaned just a little as she rubbed his cock through his pants. "Well, someone's day must have been better than mine," he said. "Mmmhmm," she said, pulling him into the living room and.