Some women marry for love, others for money But Amanda is different, Amanda is very different. I have never been wealthy, never been wonderfully good ...ooking; the reason for Amanda and I being together, frankly, is the size of my endowment!You see, Amanda is a slut. Acually, its more than that, she never seems to be able to get enough hot cock and the bigger the better. I had always thought that my size - at nine inches - would have been enough to satisfy her, but after our conversation a few. "Annette gazed into his eyes. "You are a very, very special man," she whispered. "I don't believe anyone else but you would have put up with me. Thank you so much, my darling."Harry kissed the tip of her nose. "And if you weren't so special I wouldn't have. I love you, Tig. Yes, I lust you. Who could help not? But I love you: crippled and bruised, frightened of the physical aspects of love, bossy, better hockey player, even prettier than me."She thumped his chest. "I should hope I am prettier. Uhh. I’m cumming uhhh!”“Ahhh! Uh… oh.. god I’m… uh… so sorry! We weren’t” I pleaded.The look on her face was of shock but there was something else. Like I could feel her eyes scaling every inch of me from head to toe. I waited for her to yell at us as I could feel his hot cum melting my insides. I slowly tried to get off his dick, but strangely she stayed silent. His cock slid out smoothly until his head hit the inner wall of my asshole. As I continued to rise, my ass sucked down on him. Give her time and she'd realize she didn't have to leave the house to get a good fuck. Bud lay atop his sister's hot, sweaty body for several minutes, then got up to take a pee. As he got back to his room, he heard the front door open. Quickly he slipped his clothes back on and pulled from the dresser drawer a paper bag that clinked as he lifted it. "Mom?" he called, opening his bedroom door a crack. "Is that you?" "Yeah, Bud," she shouted back. Bud slipped out of the room,.