Once Bill finished, he put his plate on the ground and sat back against the couch cushions contentedly. Ah, that was a good meal Kat he said. Thank ...ou I said. A few minutes passed as I continued knitting and the kids watched TV while Bill rested. Soon, I heard the unmistakable sound of Bills zipper on his pants being drawn down. My eyes flew over to Bill who now had his hands down his pants, stroking his cock. My eyes shifted back over to the kids who were still watching the TV. Would. She wasn’t sure why his forgiveness was so important to her but it was.After Edward and the girls went home, the Cutter house had settled down.The family knew the following day would also be very busy and they were all tired. Trae and Kat had once again retreated to the flatbed to sleep. Kat had joked once they were inside that she didn’t want the Cutter’s to think that Trae was strangling one of the cuttails when he made love to her.Trae for his part had no problems with Kat screaming when she. ”“Well, we know who this is,” Johnnie said, pointing to Tim who was once again comfortably seated and probably the only person in the restaurant still that way. “But who the fuck are you?”“I’m Rodney Valentine. I’m the starting running back for the Judson Rockets.”One of his fellow Rockets patted him on his shoulder. The others gave encouraging non-verbal grunts of affirmation. Valentine turned and gave him a slight nod of thanks, and he turned back to Tim who was rising from his seat.“Well,. .which just happened to be forcing his beer-can dick deep inside of my ass. He steadied himself with his hands which were pushing on my lower back. In theory, I now had a 250lb cock up my ass. He was crushing me, and I was having trouble breathing...however, he had another surprise for me. His moan turned into a squeal as he unleashed his load deep inside my stomach. The size of his load was proportionate to the size of his cock, as I could feel myself filling up with his hot cum. Each squirt.