My pre-cum was all over her buttocks and the small of her back, eliminating the need for any lubrication. It felt so good stroking my shaft, rubbing m... palm and fingers up over the slimy head, then back to the base. With every pump of my cock, my knuckles and the back of my hand ran up and down the crack of Katie's ass. Her soft flesh, slick with my own pre-cum, moulded around my fist as I went back and forth. As much as I knew I should have rolled over to do it, I just couldn’t tear myself. .. buddy will appreciate youreffort." How much?" Five dollars." But ...surely it's worth more than that." Perhaps. But there is one little catch. When you buy this item, you buythe story that goes with it." You mean, you'll tell me the story? I guess, if it doesnt take muchtime." Not quite. You'll experience the story as if you were living it, tonightas you sleep."Part of the young man wanted to disbelieve her, but there was somethingabout her that made him wonder if it were true. He paid for. Lily placed her hands at the base of Oliver’s cock and then put her mouth on the tip. She swirled her tongue around the crown of his cock, while Miley took hold of Oliver’s ball sack, and then sucked half of it into her mouth. She licked his sack, and then did the same for his other nut. Oliver’s head went back and his eyes shut as the two teenagers sucked and played with his junk.Lily began taking more and more of Oliver’s cock into her mouth, getting nearly halfway there before she had to. However, her father’s memory showed he blamed himself for sending his wife to pick up their daughter when it was him the school had called first. He was experiencing survivor’s guilt every bit as much as his daughter was.He had never blamed his daughter, only himself. Part of the reason he avoided his daughter was because he didn’t want her to blame him too. Whenever he thought about how his wife had died, he always thought ‘it should have been me instead’. Every time he saw his daughter, who.