CUM!!!...AAAAIIIIEEEE!!!!"I felt the bulbous head nudging at my opening to my little worn out pussy. I had spent all my energy on that last fuck. I le... out a deep groaning gasp as I felt the head of his cock slip between my wet pussies. Unable to move anymore I only managed a feeble verbal struggle saying, “PLEASE, FUCK ME” If he heard me he didn’t show it as he attempted to slide his cock into me. The sudden thrust, I whimpered, “it won’t fit, and my pussy is too worn out and small?’ That he. You are such a sweet guy. I so feel it from you." And if ... well, if I need to share you for now, I can do that. At least it's with my friend and not some asshole." Good way to look at it, Tommy! That's just how I see it." But I want you to know, Kristi, I want you all to myself. And I hope the day comes when that happens." Thank you, Sweetheart. I honestly don't know what the future will bring. But for now, I'm glad you feel that way, because part of what I want is definitely you!" Can I ask. Realistically, she knew her son was growing, and was no longer the small, portly boy she used to know. She could see her son had obviously transformed himself over the summer, and was no longer a little boy.“Don’t worry, Mom, I’ll be fine,” Tim explained to his mother but in his mind he knew he would be protected by the nanites surging through his body.After blowing a kiss to the Cindy Crawford poster hanging on the wall, Tim sat at his desk. For the umpteenth time, he reread the letter his new. And now apparently, Aly had discovered what he had been talking about online."Sweetheart, I... ," he said, knowing that he had absolutely no defense. "Maybe what you saw wasn't..." You signed your first name. Are you going to tell me that it's a coincidence that those disgusting emails are open on your laptop, and that it's an accident that they were talking about ME, and that your name is signed to some of them?" No, Aly. I ... oh, I'm so sorry." You know, Dad, we're not dumb. We all know that.