Smith was unrelentless in his pussy feast, nibbling on her clit and adding a finger into Clara's tight hole. Thrusting his finger into her pussy, Mr. ...mith began to hump the bed beneath him, nearing desperation for release. In her dream, Clara was confused by King's attention, but it felt so good that she simply could not turn him away.Mr. Smith finally gave his throbbing cock was it was begging for. Opening her legs further, he climbed between her moist thighs and thrust his dick into her wet. “Rr… I said no teeth!” He said angrily. I looked at his eyes and his anger was eminent in his eyes. But he did not physically hurt me over it.After his cock was ready, he took it out and all of a sudden, ikmal started finger fucking my pussy again, with all his speed. Glad iman took his cock out or i would have bitten it out of insanity. I was struggling on the bed and screaming.“Aa…..h! Ikmal…oh god!”I was breathing heavily. I felt like a part of my life left my body when he finally stopped. “What’s that?”“What’s, what, Jim?”“That! Do I have to point it out to you?”“That is a FUCKUP, Jim,”“A fuck up? You don’t say, and just who’s fuck up, is it?” I asked?Whatever it was, What the hell was it doing here. I could well believe it was a fuck up. Just who’s.“Technically, it is your FUCKUP, Jim,” Adam answered.“It is no such thing. I never saw it before. It’s not my fuck up. I had nothing to do with it.About this time, the girls made an appearance. I turned to them, “You know anything. "Okay. You want my help, go to your room and strip to your underpants. I'llget the tape measure and paper and pencil and we are going to measure you!"Mom was already gathering things so I went to my room and stripped down tojust my under wear. Sometimes it's better to go along with mom when she getsthis way.She took a lot of measurements and wrote them on the paper. Things like mywaist and chest and arms I was used to. She also measured the distance frommy waist to the floor and from my.