She needs help badly." "Why me?" Henry panted. "Because I think it would be fun for you," Margaret giggled. "And I think it would an incredible help ...or Patty and her situation. She'd trust you being my son. Patty needs a little persuasion. Your cock is an awfully good persuader, sweetie. I know that for a fact. I want you to visit Patty tomorrow, Henry, and give her a good fucking." "Sure, but how?!" "That's a good boy." Margaret whimpered, feeling her pussy throbbing around his swollen. Got dressed and met the girls for breakfast. We enjoyed breakfast very much. Julia and Amelia looked very much in love to me. The way they looked at each other, the way they smiled that shy smile to each other. Amelia stood and announced that she had some shopping to do in town. I noticed a look between them as she left. Now I had talked with Julia before online and knew a bit about her background. Her broken heart, how it happened. I will not revile it here. It is personal. We sat for a bit in. My eyes widened when I heard those words as taking anything up my ass wasn't in my plans. My wife pulled the cock from my lips and rubbed it all over them before stepping back and away from me. "Get up on all fours bitch, I'm gonna pop your cherry," she said. "Hey this wasn't in the cards hon," I protested. "Shut the fuck up and assume the position you little cocksucker unless you want me to show the world what a cock-sucking panty boy you really are," she barked. Fuck, I forget about the. Her face was narrow and her cheeks freckled. Her eyes were the same colour as Kelser’s, hazel, and if she used enough makeup she could make them look sparkly and interesting, but she rarely used any eye makeup at all. She would dab on a bit of foundation to cover the freckles and some lipstick and eye shadow on a special occasion, but she had gift-kits from years back with the eyeliner and mascara untouched. Wait, didn’t mascara expire after a certain number of months? She looked at one tube.