He fucked my throat with a few inches, watching me begin to fade. I heaved really hard arching my back and trying to cry past my dad's cock. He kept f...cking my mouth until he started to orgasm. He shoved his cock balls deep down my throat and came again. I could feel the wads of sperm flowing through his cock inside my throat. He poured cum into my throat and continued to gag me, even as I began to lose conciousness. By this point I had lost all my strength and soon after I blacked out. When I. Mary Ann didn?t say anything, she understood I wasn?t ready to have Grandpa see me like this. It was a beautiful day, one of the most special in my life!Wednesday, June 26I wouldn?t have believed it, but after only three days I was getting bored. Oh, not with getting dressed up ? not by a long shot. Each morning when Grandpa and Eve left I rushed into the bedroom and put on my pretty clothes. Mary Ann is a gem, she must understand me because she gently reminds me of how a woman moves or. Brody looked at the picnic basket, then looked at Michelle. ‘Is that a picnic basket?’ ‘Yeah. I found it in one of our closets. Isn’t it cute? People don’t use picnic baskets enough, in my opinion.’ ‘You’re cute.’ Her smile got wider. ‘You’re pretty cute yourself.’ Brody blushed and looked down at the ground. ‘Thanks…’ he mumbled. Michelle tilted her head to the side and looked at his red cheeks. A boy who blushed. Odd. ‘Ready to get going?’ Michelle asked. ‘Yeah. They got into Brody’s car,. "Please sit down", I managed to stammer. They both seated themselves immediately. I watched them both, noting to myself that the younger woman's eyes had watched the slit of the older woman's skirt where it was giving a glimpse of her stocking legs a bit above the knees. I had followed her gaze and enjoyed the view myself. I also caught a flash of something familiar in the way the younger woman had quickly appraised both of us."I'm Jane", the younger woman offered with a smile.Although I was.