You’re going to be thoroughly satiated by my futa-cock.”“Futa ... cock?” She said the words slow. Then her eyes flicked down to my crotch, and...she noticed the bulge. “Oh, Lord, what is that?”“That is my clit-dick,” I said. “That’s the other word I used for it. It used to be my clit and...” I gave her a look. “You know what your clit is, right? Your clitoris?”“I had health class,” she said, her eyes so wide. She leaned her head, staring at my bulge. “But ... you can’t have that. You’re so .... "No, let me look."Sara cringed as came to the bed and she realized he wore only boxers. "What are you doing?"He did not answer at first but pulled down his boxers and she watched in horror as he knelt down on the bed straddling her legs on either side of her.She tried to move away. "Grandpa, you can't do this. Stop this Grandpa."He slapped her. "You were sent here to learn obedience litle girl. You will learn it as your dad did."Reminded her dad had left as soon as he was old enough and never. Troy couldn't remember the last time her pussy felt so hot or wet. Goddamn, I should beat this slut more often if it makes her pussy this good, he thought.As Mandy lay bent over still crying, and now wailing and weeping loudly from the r****g onslaught of his big cock. Troy tore into her, grabbing two handfuls of her asscheeks and pulling himself deeper into her womb, slamfucking the slutty little wife for all he was worth.WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! his. As Kirsty had intimated she had a big bust and the blouse she was wearing, a rather loud yellow item with red buttons did nothing to hide the fact. From where I stood I had a clear view down the valley of her charms, a view she increased as she leant forward to greet me. I was relieved to see that as large as it appeared it was the deformed monstrosity I'd pictured after the telephone conversation I'd with Helen."Hello, Kevin, I've heard so much about you," she said smiling pleasantly.I could.