He wasn’t sure where the balance on the scale fell. One thing was certain. The bad parts were things that had already happened and the good ones wer... promises of things that might come about.He gobbled up what was left of his cereal and ran upstairs to put on his barn clothesCal had heard the weather forecast the night before and the bright sun in the early morning July sky confirmed that the day was going to be a hot one. He started to pack up his clothes for the office to change into at the. For a moment she was really enjoying him pumping her, but very quickly, he lost his bone, and she struggled with him, before rolling him onto his back, to again suck on his rod. After a while, he began to sink his thick fingers into her pussy, making her groan and groan. He almost made her cum, but she resisted, so he rolled her on top of him, for a bit of cowgirl. The groan he gave out means this must have felt really good for him. This night she couldn’t maintain this position too. Mister Henry parted my buttocks and exclaimed '...oooowiiiieeeeem, look at the angry tight little brown eye. Boy, your boi/cunt looks as if it been used very badly. It's all red and swollen, puckering up like it wants to be kissed...' It was then that I felt Mister Henry's breath on my anus and then his lips embrace my anal opening and kiss it, gently sucking at my very tender outer anal sphincter muscle. I could not help but moan as Mister Henry's lips and tongue worked at my tender rosebud. “Lacy…Lacy, honey…” I warned. Her eyes were shut, her fingers were digging into my shirt and she moaned at me as she fucked herself. “Yeah…yeah…go for it, I’m gonna come anyway…shoot it….ahhh…” She never stopped even as my cock delivered the biggest hottest load into her. She bumped up and down on me, sighing and smiling. “Oh…yeah…fuck yeah….that’s so good….” When my flaccid cock slipped from her, she hovered over me as a warm wetness dripped from her onto my stomach and ran down over my.