Once all the way in I pause, enjoying the moment. This is some first class pussy. Any other time she would not give me the time of day, I would never ...ven get to see her pussy, she thinks I am not worthy. Hell, she may not even know I exsist. I move slowly out and then back in, once I reach her inner most depths I pause again, then I start to pump my semen into her. My spunk flooding her womb. Maybe Rick will come home and eat her out and be tasting my spunk. Maybe she will know I did this and. He collapsed to the floor, but was quickly up when he realized they intended for him to use the toilet in their presence. He was warned not to touch his penis, and then he was allowed to use the commode in the corner of the room. He was able to urinate easily enough, but defecation was another matter. He told them he was used to more privacy for that act. They said nothing, but drew out their stun guns and approached him. This was encouragement enough and he quickly relieved himself, even. But Lisa thanked him for his compliment. “We’re both very proud of our girls. But you know it’s what’s on the inside that counts, and we raised our daughters to be good Christian women.”“I can tell, Ma’am. Fine women indeed.”Bill looked towards Tim. “And Tim.” Bill reached out so he and Tim could shake hands. “You are a lucky man, growing up around all these beautiful women.”Lisa pulled her son in close, putting her hand on his chest. “I think we’re the ones lucky to have Tim. Although, I. "Now tell me; what happened?"I started slowly, telling her about the incident in the showers, and after that I said something about wishing it had been someone else that touched me. From there, I confessed to having these feelings way back in sixth and seventh grade, usually for one of my teachers. I added to it by saying that last year I'd felt that way about strangers, people I'd seen in the mall or in a store. I told her about my perfect woman; older, taller than me and pretty, with some of.