”“What are we going to do, Uncle Jeff?”“Well, sweetie, this is what we call “face fucking”. With your head propped up by the pillows like ...hat, I can straddle your chest like this and fuck your mouth. You’ll hardly have to do anything except suck on it and keep your tongue moving on the head. I’m sure if we do this right, you’ll be taking about four or five inches instead of two or three.”“Oh good!” she said enthusiastically. “That sounds pretty easy.”“I’m sure you’ll like it.” I paused for. For her part, Lisa was stunned and loving it. Matt had not shown her this quality of loving for what seemed like years.Her body was racing ahead of her mind; her pussy was dripping with excitement. Her hands were stroking up and down her husband's muscled torso, squeezing his ass cheeks, his upper muscled thighs, his beautifully trim waist, and running up and down his broad back. Where had this Matt been all of this time, but he was back, and she loved it. She could feel his thick manhood, and. Soon, I finally felt her getting wet, a natural response. Because of that, I could get deeper and faster, and in no time I was viciously assaulting her tiny entrance.“AH-AH-AH-AUGH-AHH!!!” She groaned loudly for me, still begging for me to stop, while I was having the time of my life.I was always pushing as deep as I could, savoring that priceless tightness. Her groans and moans were beautiful, her soft, girly, and agonizing voice resounded all over the mansion, just as the slapping sound of my. ” We may live in a small town but we do have our own multiplex. We found the right theater and moved to the back row. Naturally, I sat in the middle. Rachel had the popcorn; we all had sodas; Becky was holding mine. “I don’t want anything to get in your way, Michael.” When the theater darkened there were maybe forty people there, just enough for what we were about to do to be daring. I pulled each of the skirts up toward their waists and pushed their legs apart. I moved my hands right down to.