”“As eager as I am right now to get fucked for my first time, I would love to feel you fucking my pussy and filling me with your sperm ... but the...e’s no way I could let that happen - Mom would kill me!”“I’ll sit on this stool so you can back up and rest your naked ass against me when I take my cock out of my jeans. I would love to be the only boy to ever fuck you.”“Fuck me, Jerry. Just don’t let your stuff go in my pussy, and I’ll get some condoms from my Gramp’s store. I’d love to be. You’ve been here all night.”I walked Sally over to the house and into the bathroom.“I hope you need to pee,” I said. “I found this treatment from a scene from a movie, Cool Hand Luke. Hard labor prisoners on road gangs do it to toughen up the hands and heal blisters from swinging grass whips. I was skeptical but it works. Pee on your hands ... both of them.”She screeched and sobbed and cried, but she did it.“I have this salve I buy from a belly-dance drummer I know. He makes it to sell to hand. After several long seconds he drew his cock back, being careful to do so very slowly. The aching in my pussy was building to an unbearable intensity.I was so relieved when Evan finally lost control. He pushed into me fast, then gave my pussy several quick pumps with his young, virile cock. He cried out as he unleashed his orgasm into my body. My son continued fucking me fast and hard for several seconds, shooting more and more cum into my pussy with each thrust."That's it, baby, get it all out.. Confused, she noticed that it was the next day. When she looked at the number calling her heart sank and her stomach went to her throat, it was Cindy. She had a feeling what it was about. She picked up. “Hello” “Ben died about fifteen minutes ago.” Cindy said with no emotion at all. “I’m so sorry Cindy. Is there anything that I can do for you?” “No, not right now. I think I’m still in shock. I’ll call you later when I will need help. OK?” “Ok Cindy. Talk to you later.” The rest of the day.