.. I, er, lied... You, er, did hurt me... A lot!" she told him."I... Honey, I'm sor..." he began to say but she cut him off."No, it's okay... really, ...ut... no more tonight... okay?" she whispered her plea."No. Oh no hon, of course not..." he assured her gently but with determination."But you promise we'll do it again... So that I can really enjoy it, right?" she pleaded softly."I... I don't... Are you sure that you wanna, hon?" Uh huh... and next time will there be as much wet... cum?" she. I wasn't a stranger inthe kitchen, we'd all had to help Mom there at one time or another, but Irealized without her saying it, that now she'd expect me to help herthere all the time. I followed her and she put me to work on peelingpotatoes and carrots. In the meantime Mom started preparing the meat. Asshe started cooking I found myself sniffing all the different odors andnot liking all of them. Especially the meat being fried was offensive tome. It used to be my favorite smells, but not. Her brunette hair had been chopped down inexpertly short. Lara wore a fresh pair of panties and a green jacket that barely covered her large breasts, allowing the bottom curves to spill out. It needed to be washed, and yet Lara fought every time it or one of the other women tried to pry off this one last article of comfort. And so Toutatis returned. He joined the entity, leaving the Irishman a vegetable to command the tentacles contained under Lara’s room. He might have leaped into her head,. I just knew my stupid penis was going to grow hard again and shame me to no end before this doctor, this black man. So I did the only thing I could think of. I closed my eyes.As I felt the fingers stroking me again, causing those tingling feelings again, causing my penis to throb and tingle and grow again, and I gripped the bar tighter as my hips started to do an uncontrollable undulation around this man’s fingers.With my eyes squeezed closed I could feel my penis thrusting in the air as I felt.