He tried to hold it as another finger was slipped into him again and started to stretch him out still torturing Kent’s sweet spot as he did so, Kent...threw his head back and let out a long desperate whine, he didn’t want to be slow anymore he wanted to be fucked right then and there, he wanted to voice that but in the state he was in it would have come out as a beg and he wasn’t out of it enough to where that wouldn’t make his cheeks flush just yet.“What are you thinking about?” Bruce asked,. Like her husband, she’s self-employed and works from home; she does the billing and book-keeping for a couple of dentist’s surgeries in town. Makes a nice living out of a part-time job where she chooses her own hours.I made my voice sound cheerful, hiding my real mood.“Hi, Mom! It’s Rob. How are you today? Can you ask Pop if I can borrow his truck tonight while Stacey’s at her night school class? I need to dump some trash?”“Hi, Rob, you okay honey? We’re good, thanks. Give me just a moment to. Curves were added. Extremecurves. Unnaturally extreme curves. The entire time, the geniecontinued to comply but seemed increasingly bored."She is physically impossible, you know?" the genie asked in a boredtone."What do you mean?" I asked."Her waist is too small. She could never stand up with boobs that big,"he replied."What if she wore a corset for support 24/7?" I asked."I could do that," the jin replied even more boring sounding.As the image became more and more of fantasy, my dick grew. ”I had never hard the word cunt. It sounded so vile. I instantly knew what he meant and moaned, “It's such a wet cunt.” A naughty shudder ran through me. I loved the word and the sensations it triggered. My body had such delights to offer.“Then kneel, whore,” he growled. “We don't have much time.”“No, Deacon.”So I knelt in my Sunday best and reached out with one hand. I unzipped his slacks. The tails of his shirt peeked out like two cat ears. I pushed them aside and slipped my hand through the.