She’d been there for almost 77 years. She sighed deeply wondering what in the world it was that made her come back here. This place held nothing but...painful memories for her. The last time she had been here, it has in his arms. She lowered her head for a moment as the thought entered her mind. Though it was so long ago it felt like yesterday. She remembered everything about him and the time they shared. Her perfect memory was such a curse to her at times as well as it could be a blessing. She. Then, she climbed into the shower and not only cleaned up, but she used her shower head/vibrator to bring herself off to two more masturbation-generated cums.With that relief from her sexy days activities, Brenda was ready for whatever the new day held in store for her. The next morning, Brenda woke up with the very man she intended to fuck that day vividly in her mindBob Williams, the school's varsity football coach. Bob Williams was one of the best built and most fit male teachers in the. Another thought entered her mind and she imagined what having sex must look like from the interior of her vagina. Ann tried to think of what color her vaginal wall was, what it must look like when the semen explodes inside. Does it stick to the entire surrounding or just lay on the floor of the lining? When a penis isn’t in her, does it still hold the shape of a straw or collapse like a balloon without air in it? Her daydreaming was interrupted by her daddy who smacked her ass with his. "Please, Mr. Jennings?" asked Cindy, sliding her hand further up his leg.Sweat was beginning to dampen his forehead, and Tina knew his protests were over.Cindy:Despite her Mistress' assurances, at first she was sure that Mr. Jennings wasn't going to let her give him a blowjob. But, as usual (at least when it came to sex), Tina had been right, and it wasn't long before both of them were pulling his pants down.Once they removed his jockies, there stood a very nice, pretty thick cock that she.