Master Corona, Lannie’s father, was hanging limp and swinging from a rope around his neck. Lannie was up on her knees in the saddle of her pooka wit... a rope around her neck as well. Her feet were braced against the sides of the saddle and she was doing her best to control and placate her pooka with her mind while…‘That’s an Arcadian!’ Sy realized as he watched the grotesque creature trying to slap Lannie’s pooka out from under her.Sy reached for his sidearm, knowing that it wouldn’t do much. Soon she was undoing his pants, and had pulled out his very hard cock. It was longer than Greg’s, but not nearly as thick. She pulled away from their kiss, smiled at him, brushing her hair up over her right ear and around to her left shoulder. She knelt down and smiled up at him as she slowly slid her lips over his cock. He laid back, moaning as she sucked on his hard cock. Soon, she was hungrily sucking him, his hands on her head, slightly pulling her hair as she sucked. It wasn’t too much. ‘OH! JESUS!! WHAT IS HAPPENNING! AWWWWWWWWWWWW!!’ ERECTION: 4.00′ x 1.50′, 4.50′ x 1.75′, 5.00′ x 2.00′, 5.50′ x 2.25′ Mary’s vagina rippled and clenched in harmony with her new throbbing hardness. Her bucking hips slowly changed to rhythmic thrusts. ‘OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!’ ERECTION: 6.00′ x 2.50′, 6.50′ x 2.50′, 7.00′ x 2.50′, 7.50′ x 2.75′ Mary screeched as her hard member neared its target size. The loving Gel sheath began to match her thrusts with its own counter thrusts. Mary had. But who was I to fuck with a good thing? After a few weeks she started talking about sexual matters with me. And that didn't mean she was asking me if I was having sex or giving me the protection speech. She asked me how often I masturbated and she told me how often she did. She had a smoking body. I began to desire to be up her pussy. I knew it was normal for a man to be sexually attracted to his mother but I was lusting after her.She would be walking around naked and I would.