Cradling the mirror she cried, "Why? Why m'I a widdle girl?" "Pwease,I'm a gwown up girl."She looked into the mirror longingly. "I wish I was big, I ...ish I was abeautiful woman." It stirred again but this time it displayed a messageon the glass, it appeared slowly, as if made from smoke, it read, agerestrictions apply.She began to cry.******Patricia's mother Helen returned home to hear what she thought was ababy crying from upstairs, she ventured slowly up to discover the cry'swere louder the. “Look, when you’re about to cum, tell me!” Jennifer scolded wiping away the last of my semen on her face.My cock stood up, still strong and erect, I to be truthful I couldn’t hide the fact that I wasn’t done. “Well, my cock’s not done yet, got a condom?”Jennifer slipped off her pants and went to her drawer and pulled out a condom and slipped it on for me. “Ready for round two, big boy?”Jennifer lay on her back on her bed and began playing with her wet clit waiting for me to my dick into her. “I sure don’t want to spend my wedding night jerking off,” Dan reasoned, stroking his cock. He stepped closer to Scott and caressed his cock. Dan could hear the cameras and video camera beginning from the girls. He stooped and gazed at his growing member. He kissed the head, and all the girls watched Dan take Scott’s cock into his mouth.“Does Dan ever love you, Karen, to be willing to suck on a cock for you,” Wendy mentioned.“He loves us both,” she reassured her, patting Wendy’s knee. Dan. I now know for sure that it’s the guy I thought it was, as I’ve made a point of surreptitiously watching him as Bev and I are playing. I’ve watched him behind the partly lowered blind, moving to get a better view, and I reckon that it’s definitely a phone he’s filming us with. Although the guy (and his wife) has been living with parents in the house for about a year, I’ve never actually spoken to him…I have chatted with the old guy a few times but never the son…..until a few evenings ago….hence.